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mom poem

le pré rampait
c'est le bateau de la perle
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
dans ma main je me tiens
ville qui n'est pas une ville
je l'aime
oranges de plumaison nubian bleu-noires
les ombres des bateaux
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
maintenant pour un combat vif et gai
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
en tant qu'elle
si j'avais su l'étroit une prison est amour

 



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