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short friendship poem

behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
un mille derričre
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
si j'avais su l'étroit une prison est amour
vous ętes mon compagnon
il y a trois maničres dont les hommes prennent
la nuit était noire et triste
la noblesse de la mort encore
les jours hypocrites

 



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