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baby poem

ce qui nous fera maintenant
ainsi tombé
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fičres
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau

 



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