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lyric poem

élever, comme vent a soufflé
la noblesse de la mort encore
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
environ porté plainte au maître
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient

 



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