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nature poem

pourquoi si triste mon bel?
beaux, tragical visages
ombres étendues le long de broadway
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
j'ai moulé le monde
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
bonheur
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
il n'y a aucune évasion par le fleuve
très bien, vous libéraux

 



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