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love poem

dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
mais alas, rêves justes
j'ai aimé une femme
la nuit était noire et triste
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
je ne prie pas pour la paix
beaux, tragical visages
frère, je suis le feu
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
doux comme lit dans la terre
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
donnez-moi

 



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