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friendship poem

le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
j'ai vu la première poire
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
souffleur de verre de temps
très bien, vous libéraux
le long des banques
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
simplement parlant
je ne brûle aucun encens
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité

 



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