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romantic poem

behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
bonheur
je l'ai vu une fois avant
le long des banques
je suis une femme

 



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