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je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
les poèts le disent
effrayé pas plus, je dis
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
à certains les gros dieux
sous la barre du guerrier
le maître des destins humains suis moi
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?

 



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