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graduation poem

roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré prčs
je ne prie pas pour la paix
j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?
la neige chuchote au sujet de moi
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
la nuit était noire et triste
si perdu
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
indéfiniment

 



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