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mother daughter poem

j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
puisque, si vous vous teniez prêt mon côté aujourd'hui
les petites prières blanches
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
hors de la fenĂŞtre une mer des arbres verts
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
vous vous rappelez
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
foncé-eyed

 



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