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sex poem

la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
regarder là-bas
voyez que je me donne vous
un mot de vol d'ici et là
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
le long d'une rive
exister de cygne
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
je dois dire bonne nuit

 



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