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suicide poem

orage
voyez, ils retournent
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
avec le coucher du soleil
allé avant nous
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
Ă  certains les gros dieux
homme froid sévère
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
ainsi tombé
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté

 



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