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teenage love poem

quand le vent fonctionne contre nous dans l'obscurité
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
je sais ce que vous allez dire
les vieilles chansons
en septembre
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
Ă  l'aube, il a dit
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trĂ´ne d'or
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
je la pense splendide juste
complètement des larmes

 



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