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pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
le pré rampait
ne soyez pas faux
leurs beaux cheveux
un stylo d'acier
donc je ne puis pas
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
voici ne tomber aucune lumičre
le long d'une rive
avec le coucher du soleil
dans une vieille chambre s'est doucement allumé

 



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