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je dois dire bonne nuit
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
y a il quiconque là
et pain de breaketh pas plus
il y a mille années silencieuses
quelques jours plus venteux
en matins nuage-gris
volonté vous miroitez sur la mer?
elle a éclaté le vin féroce

 



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