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death poem

gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
levé des morts
je vous ai détesté
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
pourquoi faites-vous toujours stand tremblant lŕ
gloom

 



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