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short love poem

mélancolie, bleu il était
démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
allé avant nous
dans votre vol
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
je réside à la montagne de table
quand le vent fonctionne contre nous dans l'obscurité
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université

 



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