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à l'aube, il a dit
je sais pas où
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
deux rangées des choux
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue

 



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