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suicide poem

il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
je descends les chemins de jardin
je remplis cette tasse
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
je vous attends
tristement parlant
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
splendide et terrible votre amour
elle a dit
calme en tant que que deuxième été

 



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