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le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
si j'étais très sûr
ce qui je vous doivent
si perdu
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
la noblesse de la mort encore

 



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