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sad love poem

bonne femme
beau
dernier minuit
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
souvent je pense à la belle ville
filles de temps
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
exister de cygne
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent

 



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