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i love you poem

je sais ce que vous allez dire
à partir des prés riches avec du maïs
quand vous venez ce soir
si j'étais très sûr
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
j'ai aimé une femme
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares

 



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