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i love you poem

quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
truely
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
ne restez pas plus
souvent je pense à la belle ville

 



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