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je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
dans des nombres mournful
ce qui conserve
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
un dieu
avec le coucher du soleil
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
vous entendez la pluie?
pour puis en dehors
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?

 



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