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de nos endroits cachés
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
j'ai vu la première poire
il y a une heure du repos paisible
nuit mystérieuse
laissez-moi être triste
je verrai une étoile ce soir
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
elle a dit
certains des maux que vous avez traités
les jours hypocrites
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
ces coeurs ont été tissés des joies et des soins humains
je sais ce que vous allez dire

 



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