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best love poem

ne soyez pas faux
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
je vous ai détesté
je les ai entendus la nuit
la nuit était noire et triste
vous ĂŞtes mon compagnon

 



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