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friendship poem

quand vous venez ce soir
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
truely
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or
dans le port de New York
sous la barre du guerrier
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
le petit pitoyable, porté, visages de rire
une vie sur la vague d'océan
le soleil est vers le haut
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
treize ans toujours

 



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