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wedding poetry

un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
dans ma main je me tiens
pensées par ma tête
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
truely
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
il y a une heure du repos paisible

 



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