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wedding poem

gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
sommeil gentiment dans vos tombes humbles
c'était l'automne de l'année
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
substance de la lune
ils me demandent oů j'ai été
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
un stylo d'acier
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont

 



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