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christmas poetry

trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
la lumière retirée
y a il quiconque là
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
je descends les chemins de jardin
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
ombres à ailes balayant près
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
est souvent il pas aussi?
homme froid sévère

 



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