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anniversary poem

au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent à moi
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
la terre garde aller de vibration
substance de la lune
je suis une femme
avant le saint en bronze solennel
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
je me demande où vous vivez
la étoile-poussière et lumière vaporeuse
il est venu me prendre par la main
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous

 



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