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sad love poem

à minuit
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
je ne puis pas toujours sentir son greatness
glooms des vivre-chênes
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
fleur blanche de mousse, fleur rouge de flamme
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
orage
en ce moment

 



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