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wedding poem

c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
course haut-soutenue
il était un jeune oysterman grand
doux comme lit dans la terre
plantons
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
j'ai entendu qu'une certaine princesse
avant le saint en bronze solennel
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin

 



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