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romantic poem

étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne
le corps peut confiner
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques

 



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