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good bye poem

pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
fleurs des bébés
comme bougie blanche
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est à la porte
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
près d'un champ en détresse
écoutez
le corps peut confiner
il y avait un temps en anciennes années

 



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