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je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
voyez que je me donne vous
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
et mon nom est véridique
ceux-ci soient
avant le saint en bronze solennel
tous en baisse les années
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
il aurait mĂŞme sa plaisanterie
qui appellera le vent

 



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