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wedding poem

elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
ainsi tombé
dites-moi
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée

 



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