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romantic poem

mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
l'obscurité
ce que je souhaite remarquer
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
roses et or
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
à certains les gros dieux
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
je vous ai détesté
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines

 



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