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halloween poem for kid

parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
nous nous étendons
regarder là-bas
nuit mystérieuse
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
ombres à ailes balayant près
je descends les chemins de jardin
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
le vieil ouest, le vieux temps
un mot de vol d'ici et là
vieux vin à boire
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave

 



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