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les chansons antiques
un avec vous
levé des morts
j'ai entendu qu'une certaine princesse
ombres à ailes balayant près
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
à minuit
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
c'est l'arsenal
ne tournez pas votre tête

 



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