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christmas poem

les jours hypocrites
je vous ai détesté
un orage monte sur la marée
à certains les gros dieux
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
composé seul du loveliness
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
tressé et tissé
laissez le bel unsaid de mots


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