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lost love poem

vécu à côté de la rive
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
s'il
affligez-vous pas pour l'invisible
l'aube était vert pomme
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
doucement pleurant
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
dernier minuit
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
les petites prières blanches
beaux, tragical visages
babylon -- où je vais rêver

 



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