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birthday poem

leurs beaux cheveux
roses et or
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
dans des nombres mournful
et ainsi elle va
ceux-ci soient
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée

 



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