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fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
il y a un pays complètement de vin
le soleil est vers le haut
clair de lune profond et tendre

 



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