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best friend poem

je meurs
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
splendor doux
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
exister de cygne
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
un mille derrière
je tiens votre coeur
orage

 



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