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thanksgiving poem

ce qui je vous doivent
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
frère, je suis le feu
à l'amoureux passionné
je ne brûle aucun encens
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
glooms des vivre-chênes
j'ai aimé une femme
un avec vous
ce qui nous fera maintenant


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