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happy birthday poem

descendu à l'aube des collines windless
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
le ciel
je l'ai vu une fois avant
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
beaux, tragical visages
les vieilles chansons

 



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