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halloween poetry

ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
nous nous étendons
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
à l'amoureux passionné
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
pourquoi puis, la nécessité nous voient?
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant

 



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