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thank you poem

il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
je descends les chemins de jardin
le soleil est vers le haut
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
je me tiens par temps gris froid
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
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