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baby poem

ami, dont le sourire est venu pour être
je suis vieux et aveugle
je l'aime
la nuit était noire et triste
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai
sous la lune de moisson
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs

 



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