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break up poem

le parfum est venu
splendide et terrible votre amour
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
ce qui je vous doivent
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
j'ai gagné la course
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi

 



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