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good bye poem

les jours mélancoliques sont venus
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
le soleil est vers le haut
il est venu me prendre par la main
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue

 



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