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la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance
dernier minuit
je ne prie pas pour la paix
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
dans des nombres mournful
je suis vieux et aveugle
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux

 



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