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i love you poem

polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
tous en baisse les années
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
roses et or
course haut-soutenue
et mon nom est véridique
je sais ce que vous allez dire
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
souffleur de verre de temps
dans votre vol
un stylo d'acier

 



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