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suicide poem

maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
je meurs
sous la lune de moisson
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
fleurs des bébés
vous faites ne pas entendre

 



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