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halloween poem

j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
les cieux qu'ils étaient ashen et sobre
ces coeurs ont été tissés des joies et des soins humains
je descends les chemins de jardin
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
elle a éclaté le vin féroce

 



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