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sad death poem

mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
un oiseau a chanté
c'est la chanson de la jeunesse
à l'aube, il a dit
près d'un champ en détresse
éliminer, luttant vainly
ils peuvent parler de l'amour dans une petite maison
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
chère épouse

 



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