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thanksgiving poem

vous êtes mon compagnon
vous êtes beau et fané
je sais pas où
le soleil est vers le haut
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
travails de la terre
c'est le bateau de la perle

 



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