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donc je ne puis pas
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or
il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation à vous que des fées
monde qui change sous ma main
nuit mystérieuse
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies

 



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