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Mini-critique N°314
Paroles :One summer night, we ran away for a whileLaughing we hurried beneath the skyTo an obscure place to hideThat no one could findAnd we drifted to another state of mindAnd imagined I was yours and you were mineAs we lay upon the grass there in the darkUnderneath the stars (young...
le 4 janv. 2026









