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father poem

bonne femme
prenez mes bracelets
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
si perdu
et avec l'oiseau de ronflement
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
le vieil ouest, le vieux temps
je vous ai détesté
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts

 



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