

Le Cigare
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Le Cigare
Isolé sur ma hune
J’enivre mon vieux spleen
En écrivant mes infortunes
Libre, dominant l’horizon aiguë-marine
Moi, isolé sur la lune
j’inhale sous la poitrine
Les cendreux sables et ses dunes
Que cette rapière de tabac


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