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BernardNowman le 26-08-2024 à 17:19:00
magnifique article et poeme mon amour (l)

je t'aimeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma ptite femme always d'amour (l) à moi

gladys-lemire le 26-08-2024 à 16:46:51
poème



Glory to the one who under the fire of existence

Gave meaning to life and its healthy pleasures

Far from the cold mist, witness to its deficiencies

Of its pseudo-powers, only one was his


Beyond the borders and their suffering soils

Where other souls are tainted with countless venoms

From this anthill reigns its hope

If the shadow of a sun stings it one fine morning


From these fertile mornings, life gave chance

To this dear stranger, ignorant of his destiny

Glory to poetry and glory to innocence

From this cry, the wandering soul found the way