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life poem

passé persistant de thou
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
je me tiens par temps gris froid
là par la fenêtre dans la vieille maison
elle a dit
tristes sont ils qui savent pas l'amour
quand vous venez ce soir
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
le parfum est venu
l'amour a été chanté mille manières

 



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