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baby shower poem

l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
je vous chante
je me tiens par temps gris froid
splendide et terrible votre amour
dans toutes les choses non parlées de
jusqu'ŕ sa fenętre de chambre
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve

 



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