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pastor appreciation poem

frère, je suis le feu
comme des aigles sur la haute haute
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
j'ai entendu qu'une certaine princesse
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
je vois tous les esprits humains
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
plantons
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans

 



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