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je me suis tenu
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
fait longtemps polir la lumičre du soleil d'été
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
ne tournez pas votre tęte
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
je remplis cette tasse

 



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