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grandmother poem

il parle pas bien
laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
démontré dans la lueur vacillante dans vos yeux
dossier une nuit de vol
filles de temps
dans pouvez
éliminer, luttant vainly
si perdu
par le rivage, par la mer
elle a dit
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé

 



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