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et ils marchaient toujours dessus
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
je la pense splendide juste
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
peu de parc que je traverse
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
qui appellera le vent
nous nous étendons
travails de la terre
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
le soleil et vent et battement de mer

 



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