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i miss you poem

quand vous venez ce soir
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
sous la lune de moisson
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
doux comme lit dans la terre
les jours mélancoliques sont venus

 



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