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grandma poem

la dame, votre coeur s'est tournée vers la poussière
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
hors de la mer de scintillement
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
améliorez que le granit
je vous attends
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
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