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short friendship poem

je me tiens par temps gris froid
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve
c'est le bateau de la perle
vous faites ne pas entendre
hauts murs et énorme
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
les vieilles chansons
travails de la terre
voici ne tomber aucune lumičre
gloom

 



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