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teenage love poem

juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
élever, comme vent a soufflé
du soleil ni des étoiles
désolé et seul
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
vous êtes mon compagnon
ombres étendues le long de broadway
vous faites ne pas entendre
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
souvent je pense à la belle ville

 



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