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sad love poem

l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
doux comme lit dans la terre
je vous chante
dans une vieille chambre s'est doucement allumé
bien que repine d'amour, et frottement de raison
travails de la terre
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines
dans la sphère
je suis fevered
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
est souvent il pas aussi?


 



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