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à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
s'il
je vous attends
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
splendor doux
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
je vois tous les esprits humains
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main

 



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