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erotic poem

le jour est fait
et pain de breaketh pas plus
Ă  travers He va
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
complètement des larmes
je verrai une étoile ce soir
je suis vieux et aveugle
un oiseau a chanté
je suis allé à travers les rues

 



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