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étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation à vous que des fées
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
treize ans toujours
par le rivage, par la mer
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
ne restez pas plus
en septembre
et mon nom est véridique

 



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