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graduation poem

l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
qui appellera le vent
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
ils me demandent où j'ai été
ombres à ailes balayant près
tristement parlant
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
je dois dire bonne nuit

 



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