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tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
j'ai vu la première poire
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
le parfum est venu
quand vous venez ce soir
éliminer, luttant vainly
sous la barre du guerrier
roses et or
vous faites ne pas entendre
les poèts le disent
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
du soleil ni des étoiles

 



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