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ville qui n'est pas une ville
quelques jours plus venteux
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je les ai entendus la nuit
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
apportez-moi la chanson douce
du soleil ni des étoiles

 



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