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pumpkin poem

je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
polit le dernier âge, le prochain avec espoir est vu
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
les jours hypocrites
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel

 



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