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grandmother poem

mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
environ porté plainte au maître
je suis fevered
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
la nuit était noire et triste
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme


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