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happy birthday poem

le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
les jours mélancoliques sont venus
cette année
il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation à vous que des fées
nos moments plaisants volent
le soleil est vers le haut
voyez l'expérimental
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée

 



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