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sad love poem

je réside à la montagne de table
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
la musique i entendu avec vous était plus que la musique
très bien, vous libéraux
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
près d'un champ en détresse

 



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