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teen love poem

il est allé
ville qui n'est pas une ville
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
voyez, ils retournent
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
je verrai une étoile ce soir
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
j'ai regardé sur le ciel glorieux

 



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