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la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
comme un homme nu je vont
un dieu
il est allé
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
est souvent il pas aussi?
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
êtes vous vivant?
je descends les chemins de jardin
voyez, ils retournent
ce que je souhaite remarquer
avec les yeux doux et bruns
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala

 



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