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best friend poem

il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
il y a trois manières dont les hommes prennent
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave

 



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