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short love poem

bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
j'ai fait un voeu par le passé, un seulement
désolé et seul
le soleil est vers le haut
pourrions nous mais savoir
du soleil ni des étoiles
dans pouvez
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
je sais pas où
en septembre
hors de la mer de scintillement
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
foncé-eyed

 



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