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grandmother poem

dans ma main je me tiens
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
maintenant que je me suis refroidi ŕ vous
avec les yeux doux et bruns
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
voyez l'expérimental
ŕ certains les gros dieux

 



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