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teen love poem

si je meurs, pensez seulement ceci à moi
ceux-ci soient
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
s'il
ce qui je vous doivent
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve

 



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