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grandma poem

voyez, ils retournent
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
ils me demandent oů j'ai été
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
le parfum est venu
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
allé avant nous
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
ętes vous éveillé?
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
hors de la mer de scintillement
un oiseau a chanté
peu de parc que je traverse
écoutez

 



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