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suicide poetry

l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
les petites prières blanches
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
pharaoh, roi de la terre de l'Egypte


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