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autumn poetry

il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
composé seul du loveliness
j'ai dit
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
je la pense splendide juste
une fois ce gazon mou
pourrions nous mais savoir
je suis vieux et aveugle
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
élever, comme vent a soufflé
qui appellera le vent
hors du profond et de l'obscurité

 



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