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i miss you poem

mélancolie, bleu il était
peut-être
la lumière retirée
babylon -- où je vais rêver
orage
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
comme lui à qui esprit dans la flamme du midi
pharaoh, roi de la terre de l'Egypte
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
ne tournez pas votre tête
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté

 



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