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il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
dans le port de New York
j'ai vu la première poire
l'obscurité
substance de la lune
en ce moment

 



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