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pumpkin poem

plantons
allé avant nous
j'ai moulé le monde
homme froid sévère
le ciel
comme un homme nu je vont
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
le maître des destins humains suis moi
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir

 



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