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marriage poem

j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
à travers He va
j'ai dit
l'aube était vert pomme
babylon -- où je vais rêver
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
travails de la terre
ami, dont le sourire est venu pour être
course haut-soutenue
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
le soleil a fait un pas vers le bas de son trône d'or

 



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