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love poem

le maître des destins humains suis moi
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
le bonbon avec la fougère et s'est levé
la neige chuchote au sujet de moi
un mille derrière
nous avons aucune honte?
j'ai dit
le pré rampait
le soleil est vers le haut
tranquillement, avec le reverance, dans la crainte

 



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