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erotic poem

passé persistant de thou
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
effrayé pas plus, je dis
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
par le rivage, par la mer
elle a dit
tranquillement, avec le reverance, dans la crainte
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
vous avez marche vue par le village

 



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