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baby poem

j'ai dit
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
vous faites ne pas entendre
dans pouvez
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
et pain de breaketh pas plus
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
je suis fevered


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