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quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
je remplis cette tasse
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
deux rangées des choux
elle était une beauté en jours
pourquoi
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
je meurs
je vais ma manière complacently

 



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