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pumpkin poem

je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
il y a mille années silencieuses
orage
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
glooms des vivre-chĂŞnes
hors de la fenĂŞtre une mer des arbres verts
élever, comme vent a soufflé
qui aime la pluie
le soleil est vers le haut

 



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