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Né de la mer
L’amour comme un baiser sans fin D’un couple des anges Est aujourd’hui un souvenir Bizarre De l’île des coquilles de mer découpées En pierre Une pensée lave l’âme des sentiments Hier l’amour s’est caché à l’ombre D’un jeune Werther.
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