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poem for pastors

prenez mes bracelets
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
basculé dans le berceau du profond
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
pourrions nous mais savoir
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
mais alas, rêves justes
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
frère, je suis le feu
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
je vous ai détesté

 



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