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romantic poem

souvent je pense à la belle ville
splendide et terrible votre amour
vous entendez la pluie?
désolé et seul
substance de la lune
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
le plus triste de l'année
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
homme froid sévère
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin

 



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