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daughter poem

nuit mystérieuse
le ciel
indéfiniment
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
je meurs
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
orage
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
je réside à la montagne de table
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil

 



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