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death poem

j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
y a il quiconque là
avec la joie et la merveille
je me demande où vous vivez
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
je tiens votre coeur
les voûtes du pont rouge
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
filles de temps
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
un, comme part d'un arbre
vous avez marche vue par le village
course haut-soutenue

 



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