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autumn poetry

quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
en tant qu'elle
je vous attends
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux
stand ici par mon côté
une fois ce gazon mou
pourrions nous mais savoir
exister de cygne
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
donc je ne puis pas
lĂ  par la fenĂŞtre dans la vieille maison

 



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