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nous nous étendons
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
je sais ce que vous allez dire
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
dans le port de New York
pourquoi faites-vous toujours stand tremblant là
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
beaux, tragical visages
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE

 



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