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sorry poem

vous vous rappelez
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
par le pont grossier
l'obscurité roule vers le haut
apportez-moi la chanson douce
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
je me suis tenu
gloom

 



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