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poem for pastors

si perdu
nous qui se sont tenus
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
chien de guingan et le chat de calicot
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
calme en tant que que deuxième été
monde qui change sous ma main
je suis une femme
très bien, vous libéraux
laissez-moi être triste
une pensée gentiment solennelle
avec le coucher du soleil

 



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