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fall poem

je remplis cette tasse
de nos endroits cachés
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
une vie sur la vague d'océan
est souvent il pas aussi?
frère, je suis le feu
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
pourrions nous mais savoir
je réside à la montagne de table
dans le port de New York

 



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