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sad love poem

mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
une fois ce gazon mou
splendor doux
vous faites entendre
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
l'obscurité
orage
laissez-moi être triste

 



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