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teenage love poem

complètement des larmes
allé avant nous
doux et fort
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
bonheur
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
dans des nombres mournful
il y a une heure du repos paisible
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
hors de moi indigne et inconnu
donc je ne puis pas

 



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