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baby shower poem

peu de parc que je traverse
clair de lune profond et tendre
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
dites-moi pas
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
laissez-moi être triste
je l'ai vu une fois avant
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous

 



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