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death poetry

elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
travails de la terre
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
peut-être
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
pas du monde large de totalité
substance de la lune
laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
avec le coucher du soleil

 



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