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marriage poem

c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
peu de parc que je traverse
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
un orage monte sur la marée
sous la barre du guerrier
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
là par la fenêtre dans la vieille maison
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou

 



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