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autumn poem

la musique i entendu avec vous était plus que la musique
monde qui change sous ma main
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
y a il quiconque lŕ
si j'étais trčs sűr
hors de moi indigne et inconnu
je l'aime
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala

 



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