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mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
levé des morts
vous entendez la pluie?
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
cette année
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
désolé et seul
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
quand vous venez ce soir
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait

 



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