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mother daughter poem

dernier minuit
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
maintenant que je me suis refroidi ŕ vous
l'air est comme un papillon
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
un mot de vol d'ici et lŕ
c'est le bateau de la perle
j'ai vu la premičre poire

 



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