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death poem

vous êtes beau et fané
il y a une heure du repos paisible
tranquillement, avec le reverance, dans la crainte
quand je vais de nouveau à la terre
elle a dit
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
il y a mille années silencieuses
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
soyez patient, la vie, quand l'amour est à la porte

 



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