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mother daughter poem

ont eu lui et I mais réuni
le ciel
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
apportez-moi la chanson douce
qui appellera le vent
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre

 



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