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mother daughter poem

pourquoi
laissez-moi ĂŞtre triste
vécu à côté de la rive
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
je ne brûle aucun encens
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
en matins nuage-gris
le ciel
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
levé des morts
pas du monde large de totalité

 



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