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christmas poem

elle a dit
je vous ai détesté
la nuit était noire et triste
je suis fevered
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
je la pense splendide juste
foncé-eyed
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée

 



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