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break up poem

nos moments plaisants volent
une brume entraînait une réduction
tressé et tissé
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
nuit mystérieuse
donc je ne puis pas
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
avec les yeux doux et bruns
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage

 



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