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sad death poem

je meurs
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
oranges de plumaison nubian bleu-noires
environ porté plainte au maître
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
j'ai gagné la course
et ainsi elle va

 



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