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mother daughter poem

vous êtes mon compagnon
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
avec les yeux doux et bruns
le pré rampait
mais alas, rêves justes
il parle pas bien
si perdu
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
la noblesse de la mort encore
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
je tiens votre coeur

 



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