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footprint poem

elle a dit
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
substance de la lune
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
il est venu me prendre par la main
y a il quiconque lĂ 
stand ici par mon côté
avec la joie et la merveille

 



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