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grandma poem

maintenant que je me suis refroidi Ă  vous
chère épouse
le maître des destins humains suis moi
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
leurs beaux cheveux
je dois dire bonne nuit
j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final

 



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