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les ombres des bateaux
je suis vieux et aveugle
qui aime la pluie
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
et mon nom est véridique
qui appellera le vent
indéfiniment
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil

 



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