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mother daughter poem

ville qui n'est pas une ville
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
souffleur de verre de temps
leurs beaux cheveux
passé persistant de thou
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
substance de la lune
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent Ă  moi
un, comme part d'un arbre

 



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