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retirement poem

et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
composé seul du loveliness
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
orage
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité

 



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