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happy birthday poem

il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
dites-moi pas
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
je ne prie pas pour la paix
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?
si j'étais très sûr
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
s'il
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université

 



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