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best love poem

la noblesse de la mort encore
à certains les gros dieux
tressé et tissé
treize ans toujours
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
dites-moi pas
il y a un pays complètement de vin

 



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