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funeral poem

la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
regarder là-bas
truely
laissez le bel unsaid de mots
le maître des destins humains suis moi
s'est levé et l'ambre était le coucher du soleil sur le fleuve
une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée
qui appellera le vent
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres

 



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