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friendship poem

voyez, ils retournent
je suis fevered
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
peu de parc que je traverse
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
les voûtes du pont rouge
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
mélancolie, bleu il était
je descends les chemins de jardin
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés

 



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