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y a il quiconque lĂ 
pour puis en dehors
et mon nom est véridique
bonne femme
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
ombres étendues le long de broadway
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
une fois ce gazon mou
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
le maître des destins humains suis moi
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
je remplis cette tasse

 



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