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haiku poem

et mon nom est véridique
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
je meurs
quelle chance spiteful vole des unawares
chère épouse
clair de lune profond et tendre
voyez l'expérimental
tristement parlant
je vois tous les esprits humains
hors de la mer de scintillement
donnez-moi
mais alas, rêves justes

 



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