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pastor appreciation poem

substance de la lune
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
je réside à la montagne de table
un, comme part d'un arbre
pourquoi faites-vous toujours stand tremblant là
je meurs
doucement pleurant
s'il
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
je sais pas où
chien de guingan et le chat de calicot

 



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