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sad death poem

tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
qui aime la pluie
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
je suis le vent qui hésite
filles de temps
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
le corps peut confiner
bonheur

 



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