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autumn poetry

il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
une pensée gentiment solennelle
le soleil et vent et battement de mer
hauts murs et énorme
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
c'était l'automne de l'année
peut-être
je vous attends
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
élever, comme vent a soufflé
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
l'obscurité

 



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