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mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
je suis fevered
je ne prie pas pour la paix
je sais ce que vous allez dire
levé des morts
orage
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles

 



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