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aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
il est venu me prendre par la main
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je l'aime
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne
quand vous venez ce soir
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
comme un homme nu je vont
à partir du sud à la coupure du jour
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
je la pense splendide juste

 



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