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fall poem

il est venu me prendre par la main
la musique i entendu avec vous était plus que la musique
à ce qui une femme la comparera aimée
vous avez marche vue par le village
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
pensées par ma tête
les vieilles chansons

 



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