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halloween poem

je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
ŕ minuit
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
a arqué l'inondation
sous ma fenętre dans une rue de ville
lŕ par la fenętre dans la vieille maison
je descends les chemins de jardin
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal

 



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