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splendor doux
il est allé
prenez mes bracelets
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
le maître des destins humains suis moi
en matins nuage-gris
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre

 



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