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j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
levé des morts
beau
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
si perdu
comment sauvage, comment sorcičre-comme étrange qui la vie devrait ętre
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
roses et or
par le rivage, par la mer
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci ŕ moi
j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?
voyez que je me donne vous
truely

 



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