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bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
beaux, tragical visages
il est venu me prendre par la main
le vieil ouest, le vieux temps
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
doucement pleurant
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
j'ai gagné la course

 



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