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baby shower poem

dans la sphère
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
dossier une nuit de vol
je ne prie pas pour la paix
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
peu de parc que je traverse
je l'aime
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière

 



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