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bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
la noblesse de la mort encore
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
je me tiens par temps gris froid
s'il
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
composé seul du loveliness
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux

 



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