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erotic poem

tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
doux comme lit dans la terre
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares

 



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