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dites-moi
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
une pensée gentiment solennelle
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
exprimons nos passions plus basses

 



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