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religious poem

fleurs des bébés
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
un orage monte sur la marée
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
pourrions nous mais savoir
voyez, ils retournent
du plancher au plafond
je suis fevered

 



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