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pumpkin poem

pour vêtir la pensée ardente
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
glooms des vivre-chênes
avec les yeux doux et bruns
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
orage
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
je me suis tenu
je descends les chemins de jardin

 



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