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je suis une femme
le maître des destins humains suis moi
indéfiniment
exister de cygne
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
il y a un pays complètement de vin
fleurs des bébés
substance de la lune
donc je ne puis pas
passé persistant de thou
qui appellera le vent
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée

 



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