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sympathy poem

il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
splendide et terrible votre amour
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
avec les yeux doux et bruns

 



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