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frère, je suis le feu
le pré rampait
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
à travers He va
il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation à vous que des fées
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université

 



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