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sex poem

quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
nous qui se sont tenus
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
splendor doux
allé avant nous
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
les poèts le disent

 



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