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autumn poem

juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
mélancolie, bleu il était
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
ceux-ci soient

 



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