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je remplis cette tasse
je ne prie pas pour la paix
voyez l'expérimental
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
le jour est fait
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
mais alas, rêves justes
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles

 



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