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friendship poetry

je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
Ă  l'aube, il a dit
l'aube était vert pomme
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
il y a une heure du repos paisible
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
chère épouse
levé des morts
je me tiens par temps gris froid

 



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