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j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
levé des morts
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
les poèts le disent
bonheur
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
le long d'une rive
chère épouse
qui appellera le vent
je me tiens par temps gris froid
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas

 



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