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love friendship poem

oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant

 



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