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teenage love poem

dites-moi pas
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
êtes vous éveillé?
le maître des destins humains suis moi
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
ne soyez pas faux
comme lui Ă  qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes

 



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