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death poem

pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
j'ai gagné la course
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
foncé-eyed
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
effrayé pas plus, je dis
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil

 



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