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sad poem

dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
de nos endroits cachés
laissez une subsistance de joie vous
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve

 



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