Quelque douleur que je ressente
Je serai juste. Tu prêtas
Ton image à mon âme ardente,
Mais c’est mon cœur qui te dota
Des richesses qui me tourmentent.
Et, sagement, tu as droit à
La solitude impertinente…
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