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graduation poem

j'ai dit
le parfum est venu
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
éliminer, luttant vainly
hors de la fenĂŞtre une mer des arbres verts
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
je suis le vent qui hésite
la terre garde aller de vibration
ils me demandent où j'ai été
l'obscurité roule vers le haut

 



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