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happy birthday poem

il est vrai que vous disiez que les dieux sont plus d'utilisation à vous que des fées
mais alas, rêves justes
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
je l'aime
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
y a il quiconque là
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
je me suis tenu
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
la nuit était noire et triste
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité

 



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