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fall poem

souvent je pense Ă  la belle ville
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
ami, dont le sourire est venu pour ĂŞtre
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
je dois dire bonne nuit

 



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