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romantic love poem

monde qui change sous ma main
je les ai entendus la nuit
maintenant tandis que mes lčvres vivent
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci ŕ moi
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
en ce moment
ville qui n'est pas une ville

 



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