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broken heart poem

je vois tous les esprits humains
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
sous la lune de moisson
elle a dit
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
désolé et seul
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
je réside à la montagne de table
observer toute la journée la vague bleue se courber et se casser
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
quelques jours plus venteux

 



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