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thanksgiving poem

pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
je me suis tenu
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
monde qui change sous ma main
nos moments plaisants volent
donnez-moi la faim
tous en baisse les années
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
effrayé pas plus, je dis

 



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