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je suis fevered
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
je remplis cette tasse
ce qui conserve
complètement des larmes
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
je meurs
élever, comme vent a soufflé
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange

 



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