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je me tiens par temps gris froid
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
prenez mes bracelets
course haut-soutenue
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
orage
si j'étais très sûr
la nuit était noire et triste

 



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