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love poem

l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
il est allé
je remplis cette tasse
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
nuit mystérieuse
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
je me tiens par temps gris froid
remuez

 



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