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broken heart poem

ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
écoutez
tristement parlant
désolé et seul
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
je me suis tenu
oranges de plumaison nubian bleu-noires
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
ĂŞtes vous vivant?
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai

 



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