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thanksgiving poem

trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
frère, je suis le feu
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
prenez mes bracelets
dernier minuit
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
regarder là-bas

 



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