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les poèts le disent
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
vous êtes mon compagnon
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
bonheur
nos moments plaisants volent
j'ai moulé le monde
treize ans toujours
j'ai dit

 



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