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mother daughter poem

le long d'une rive
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
faible-envolée est la chanson
quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
en septembre
bien que je sois peu en tant que toutes les petites choses
je suis vieux et aveugle
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main

 



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