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funeral poem

il y avait un temps en anciennes années
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
élever, comme vent a soufflé
hors de la mer de scintillement
foncé-eyed
souffleur de verre de temps
il y a un pays complètement de vin
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé

 



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