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à travers He va
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
les poèts le disent
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
en matins nuage-gris
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
je suis allé à travers les rues
volonté vous miroitez sur la mer?
comme des aigles sur la haute haute

 



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