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mother daughter poem

aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles
il est venu me prendre par la main
je sais ce que vous allez dire
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
prenez mes bracelets
et ainsi elle va
du soleil ni des étoiles
très bien, vous libéraux
foncé-eyed
ce qui conserve

 



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