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best friend poem

un stylo d'acier
ne tournez pas votre tête
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je les ai entendus la nuit
ce qui je vous doivent
ami, dont le sourire est venu pour être
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette

 



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