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sex poem

l'obscurité roule vers le haut
peu de parc que je traverse
les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
elle était une beauté en jours
comme lui Ă  qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
un, comme part d'un arbre
course haut-soutenue
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
aucune proie ne suis moi des pensées faibles

 



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