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autumn poem

laissez une subsistance de joie vous
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une maničre extravagante
je vais ma maničre complacently
quand j'étais a enfoncé ŕ Londres
en tant qu'elle
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez ŕ moi, appel ŕ moi
j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
dites-moi pas
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
un oiseau a chanté

 



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