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grandmother poem

souffleur de verre de temps
jamais dans toute ma vie
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
désolé et seul
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
j'ai aimé une femme
beau
je ne prie pas pour la paix
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
dites-moi pas
bonheur

 



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