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love poem

si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
cette année
vous faites entendre
c'est l'arsenal
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
ceux-ci soient
ombres étendues le long de broadway

 



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