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thanksgiving poetry

tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
vous avez marche vue par le village
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
voyez, ils retournent
indéfiniment
regarder là-bas
à l'aube, il a dit
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
course haut-soutenue

 



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