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grandma poem

je vous ai détesté
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
sous la lune de moisson
il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
j'ai aimé une femme
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre

 



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