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haiku poem

dans des nombres mournful
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
je vous ai détesté
j'aime voler pendant quelque temps loin
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
en ce moment

 



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