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graduation poem

j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
effrayé pas plus, je dis
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
nuit mystérieuse
j'ai dit
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
avec les yeux doux et bruns
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques

 



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