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poem for pastors

sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
et mon nom est véridique
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
là où je trouvez-vous
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
monde qui change sous ma main
n'accrochez aucune guirlande

 



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