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short friendship poem

elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
à l'aube, il a dit
l'aube était vert pomme
à partir du sud à la coupure du jour
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
les jours mélancoliques sont venus
si j'étais très sûr
je suis fevered
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
voyez, ils retournent
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement

 



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