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l'enfant qui a jeté la feuille après feuille
je vois tous les esprits humains
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
je suis une femme
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
allé avant nous
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent

 



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