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■ Que faisons-nous de l’amour qui reste ? ![]()
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I shall agree to live
If the God tells me That you’ll think twice I’ll let my leap To loose in the profound heights Smelling of an unknown perfume Of nowhere, noday Because you don’t tell me your name And I have not guessed where I am Damn, life is strange and over this way That is not stopping To show to you As if you’ll be there As if you don’t live Without passport or permission In my soul For a moment Of more than a century and it falls, falls, falls The chinese drop In my soul’s shell Rising And lowing Absurdly Constantly Congruently And nicely tanned Every evening Your smile
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