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baby shower poem

ami, dont le sourire est venu pour être
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
le corps peut confiner
je ne brûle aucun encens
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont
il est allé
les chansons antiques
prenez mes bracelets

 



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