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mother poem

splendor doux
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
pourrions nous mais savoir
êtes vous éveillé?
désolé et seul
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
descendu Ă  l'aube des collines windless
faible-envolée est la chanson

 



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