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erotic poem

fleurs des bébés
les jours mélancoliques sont venus
ainsi tombé
vieux vin à boire
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
j'ai moulé le monde

 



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