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thanksgiving poem

elle a dit
nos moments plaisants volent
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
simplicité
ce qui nous fera maintenant
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
dans sa tente gardée
ne tournez pas votre tęte
environ porté plainte au maître
ŕ partir du sud ŕ la coupure du jour

 



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