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lost love poem

je remplis cette tasse
hauts murs et énorme
simplicité
exister de cygne
le régal royal a été fait
comme des aigles sur la haute haute
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
une pensée gentiment solennelle
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement

 



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