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j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
s'il
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
êtes vous éveillé?
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui

 



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