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brother poem

mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
le long des banques
certains des maux que vous avez traités
la fille, art de thou viennent pour mourir
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
une fois ce gazon mou
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
dites-moi pas
si perdu
ma mčre m'a enseigné que chaque nuit

 



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