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death poetry

son visage est juste et lisse et bon
les jours hypocrites
vous faites ne pas entendre
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singuličre
beaux, tragical visages
le soleil et vent et battement de mer

 



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