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christmas poem

jamais dans toute ma vie
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
un oiseau a chanté
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
je sais ce que vous allez dire

 



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