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love poems

un dieu
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
jamais dans toute ma vie
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin

 



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