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erotic poem

l'aube était vert pomme
comme égaliser tombe
je verrai une étoile ce soir
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière

 



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