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erotic poem

indéfiniment
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'au-dessus-avais préparé l'événement
avec les yeux doux et bruns
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
par le rivage, par la mer
dernier minuit
la terre garde aller de vibration
j'ai vu la première poire
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
je suis allé à travers les rues
je me suis tenu
j'ai dit

 



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