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baby shower poem

en tant qu'elle
s'il
je suis fevered
nuit mystérieuse
regarder là-bas
je me tiens par temps gris froid
ombres étendues le long de broadway
tous en baisse les années
il parle pas bien
j'ai vu la première poire
je suis las d'être amer et las d'être sage
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
complètement des larmes

 



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