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peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
elle a dit
dans des nombres mournful
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je me tiens par temps gris froid
ils me demandent où j'ai été
très bien, vous libéraux
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
écoutez la mer retentissante
dans la sphère
je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert

 



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