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sorry poem

ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
avec les yeux doux et bruns
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
s'il
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies

 



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