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puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
c'est l'arsenal
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
du soleil ni des étoiles
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
la nuit était noire et triste
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
c'était l'automne de l'année

 



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