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romantic love poem

voyez, ils retournent
fleurs des bébés
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
les chansons antiques
certains des maux que vous avez traités
truely
simplement parlant
il est venu me prendre par la main
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
désolé et seul
ville qui n'est pas une ville

 



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