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i miss you poem

quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
nous qui se sont tenus
j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
il est venu me prendre par la main
je suis allé à travers les rues

 



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