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halloween poem

je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
avec le coucher du soleil
ce que je souhaite remarquer
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
dans la terre silencieuse
nuit mystérieuse
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
par le rivage, par la mer
exister de cygne
la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance
course haut-soutenue

 



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