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pumpkin poem

il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
du plancher au plafond
voyez, de cette contrefaçon de lui
elle connaît un dégagement bon marché
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
passé persistant de thou
pas du monde large de totalité

 



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