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short love poem

une pensée gentiment solennelle
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
c'est le bateau de la perle
ce qui nous fera maintenant
le soleil est vers le haut
pour puis en dehors
glooms des vivre-chĂŞnes
du soleil ni des étoiles
un stylo d'acier
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
les ombres des bateaux
dossier une nuit de vol

 



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