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sad love poem

parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
je l'ai vu une fois avant
la lumière retirée
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
pensées par ma tête
babylon -- où je vais rêver

 



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