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lost love poem

une lueur d'or dans le gloom et le gris
prenez mes bracelets
vous dites que vous m'aimez
gloom
quand un contrat est fait pour la liberté
la terre garde aller de vibration
dans la terre silencieuse
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
voyez, ils retournent
le plus triste de l'année
en tant qu'elle

 



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