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baby shower poem

sous la lune de moisson
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
ne vous affligez pas qu'elle plus de
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
simplement parlant
avant le saint en bronze solennel
simplicité
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
je me tiens par temps gris froid
un, comme part d'un arbre

 



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