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le maître des destins humains suis moi
hors de la fenętre une mer des arbres verts
je sais ce que vous allez dire
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
sous ma fenętre dans une rue de ville
le long d'une rive
les ombres des bateaux
bonheur
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
vécu ŕ côté de la rive

 



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