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Théodore

har jag lyssnat på i helgen.
A Summer She Has Never Been, A Winter She Fears

I Dreamt I Was Throwing Stones At The Sea
 Little Things, Permanent Things, Boring Things
         
                         She Speaks Mellifluously Of Kings And Poets

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