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halloween poem

j'ai dit
du soleil ni des étoiles
en ce moment
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
mais alas, rêves justes
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
roses et or
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
un mille derrière
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent

 



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