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je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
seule
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
mais alas, rêves justes
je l'ai vu une fois avant
les petites prières blanches

 



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