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poem for dad

composé seul du loveliness
je suis allé à travers les rues
ne vous affligez pas qu'elle plus de
plantons
la noblesse de la mort encore
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
sommeil gentiment dans vos tombes humbles
à travers He va
ceux-ci soient
hors du profond et de l'obscurité
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
comme un homme nu je vont

 



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