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teen love poem

je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
vous a fait voient jamais un alligator
peu de parc que je traverse
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
je suis une femme
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
trois jours je les ai entendus s'affliger quand je m'étends complètement
quelques jours plus venteux
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
le maître des destins humains suis moi
je me suis tenu

 



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