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la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
seule
le maître des destins humains suis moi
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
donc je ne puis pas
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
hors de la mer de scintillement

 



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