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je ne brűle aucun encens
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
et pain de breaketh pas plus
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
l'obscurité
en matins nuage-gris
nous nous étendons
je suis une femme

 



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