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grandma poem

l'obscurité roule vers le haut
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
je dois dire bonne nuit
ne tournez pas votre tête
je ne prie pas pour la paix
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
tristement parlant
exprimons nos passions plus basses
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
le jour est fait
composé seul du loveliness
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
je réside à la montagne de table

 



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