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ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
vous faites entendre
la noblesse de la mort encore
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
je ne prie pas pour la paix
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant

 



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