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teen love poem

ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
donc je ne puis pas
une pensée gentiment solennelle
hors du profond et de l'obscurité
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante

 



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