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fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
ombres étendues le long de broadway
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
c'est l'arsenal
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles

 



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