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sad love poem

ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
quelques jours plus venteux
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
élever, comme vent a soufflé
je vais ma manière complacently
je sais ce que vous allez dire
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
un mille derrière
je me suis tenu

 



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