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sad death poem

mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
laissez-moi se déplacer lentement par la rue
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
roses et or
j'ai dit, j'ai fermé mon coeur
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
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