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baby poem

les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
apportez-moi la chanson douce
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
éliminer, luttant vainly
remplacez la vision du plaisir
vous êtes mon compagnon
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
nous nous étendons
en septembre

 



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