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bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
les petites prières blanches
hauts murs et énorme
élever, comme vent a soufflé
laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
je suis allé à travers les rues
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
exprimons nos passions plus basses
c'est l'arsenal
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
dans sa tente gardée
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent

 



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