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levé des morts
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
l'enfant qui a jeté la feuille après feuille
êtes vous éveillé?
doux comme lit dans la terre
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
beau
éliminer, luttant vainly
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
un mille derrière
composé seul du loveliness
un oiseau a chanté

 



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