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baby shower poem

je ne puis pas vous dire maintenant
ont eu lui et I mais réuni
vieux vin Ă  boire
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
les ombres des bateaux
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
comme un homme nu je vont
beau
un stylo d'acier
je vais ma manière complacently
je suis las d'ĂŞtre amer et las d'ĂŞtre sage
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes

 



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