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sad death poem

je suis vieux et aveugle
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
quand vous venez ce soir
il y a mille années silencieuses
dans toutes les choses non parlées de
doucement maintenant la lumière du jour
ce qui je vous doivent
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi

 



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