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je suis vieux et aveugle
je les ai entendus la nuit
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
il est allé
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
elle était une beauté en jours
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux

 



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