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grandmother poem

les jours endeared ŕ chaque MUSE
il y a trois maničres dont les hommes prennent
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
serene d'aprčs-midi et lumineux verts

 



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