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je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
sous la lune de moisson
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
de nos endroits cachés
l'air est comme un papillon
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
un oiseau a chanté

 



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