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halloween poem

ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
elle pourrait l'avoir su en ressort premier
l'air est comme un papillon
et pain de breaketh pas plus
peu de parc que je traverse
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
ce qui je vous doivent
ne restez pas plus
il est venu me prendre par la main

 



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