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halloween poetry

elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
la nuit est foncée, et les vents d'hiver
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
descendu à l'aube des collines windless
souvent je pense à la belle ville
j'ai vu qu'un dieu vous doutent de lui?
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée
je suis une femme
certains des maux que vous avez traités
exprimons nos passions plus basses

 



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