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il y a mille années silencieuses
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
sous ma fenĂŞtre dans une rue de ville
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
environ porté plainte au maître
comme lui Ă  qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
composé seul du loveliness

 



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