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quand le vent fonctionne contre nous dans l'obscurité
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
un stylo d'acier
Ă  certains les gros dieux
s'il
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
si j'étais très sûr
et ainsi elle va
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
comme lui Ă  qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
beaux, tragical visages
mélancolie, bleu il était
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé

 



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