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halloween poetry

pensées par ma tête
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
hauts murs et énorme
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
nous n'étions pas beaucoup
jamais dans toute ma vie
c'est l'arsenal
fleurs des bébés
je ne prie pas pour la paix
foncé-eyed

 



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