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sad death poem

mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
comme des aigles sur la haute haute
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
j'ai entendu qu'une certaine princesse
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
les ombres des bateaux
peut-ĂŞtre
treize ans toujours

 



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