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sad love poem

les chansons antiques
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci ŕ moi
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
clair de lune profond et tendre
comme un homme nu je vont
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
souvent je pense ŕ la belle ville

 



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