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j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
c'est le bateau de la perle
la noblesse de la mort encore
je réside à la montagne de table
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
la lumière retirée

 



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