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short love poem

vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
je l'ai vu une fois avant
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
simplement parlant
tous en baisse les années
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
avec la joie et la merveille

 



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