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sad poem

quelques jours plus venteux
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
pensées par ma tête
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
pour puis en dehors
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
vous faites entendre
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
l'air est comme un papillon
pourquoi faites-vous toujours stand tremblant là
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
prenez mes bracelets
dites-moi

 



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