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best friend poem

monde qui change sous ma main
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
doucement pleurant
elle a dit
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit

 



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