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suicide poetry

mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
je tiens votre coeur
monde qui change sous ma main
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
il y avait un temps en anciennes années

 



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