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sad love poem

ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
doux comme lit dans la terre
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
je l'aime

 



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