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halloween poem for kid

quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
ombres étendues le long de broadway
elle a un espace libre, loveliness vent-abrité
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
sous la lune de moisson
en ce moment
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre

 



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