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voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
treize ans toujours
monde qui change sous ma main
foncé-eyed
je vous ai détesté
je suis fevered
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding

 



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