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friend poem

l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
le corps peut confiner
je la pense splendide juste
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
elle était une beauté en jours
j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?

 



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