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religious poem

y a il quiconque là
le régal royal a été fait
le parfum est venu
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
voyez, de cette contrefaçon de lui
babylon -- où je vais rêver
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
il y a un pays complètement de vin
dans sa tente gardée

 



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