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death poem

mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
vous êtes mon compagnon
l'aube était vert pomme
c'était l'automne de l'année
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
le jour est fait
laissez une subsistance de joie vous
le plus triste de l'année
beaux, tragical visages
je vous chante

 



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