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du soleil ni des étoiles
mais alas, rêves justes
tous apaisent le long du potomac
donc je ne puis pas
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds

 



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