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nous avons aucune honte?
élever, comme vent a soufflé
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
je réside à la montagne de table
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
homme froid sévère

 



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