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fall poem

je sais pas où
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
doucement pleurant
je vous chante
je suis allé à travers les rues
il y a un pays complètement de vin
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
roses et or

 



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