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lost love poem

mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
puisque, si vous vous teniez prêt mon côté aujourd'hui
qui appellera le vent
dans ma main je me tiens
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
il est allé
du soleil ni des étoiles
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
il y a mille années silencieuses
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
êtes vous vivant?
leurs beaux cheveux
voyez, ils retournent

 



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