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[bodytext] => Like a Judas Iscariot's with politeness kiss, But i fall not on my knees, They wait and push therefore specially my moment of illness, I rest finally alone in winter like a stranger of Camus with tb disease, And french doctors rest with Nobel prize of peace, "For everyone is the own" - the advertising on this show of Auschwitz, In Paris come the permanent feast, When me, i am genocided in this hexagonal country fascist, And french people from caste in this Gulag of France of kings and priests, You know - you may yourself see this If you are human and you rest here in proxi tunnel of alien pigs, But little more to a time of just one tourist. *Dedication also to town of Taverny in Val d'Oise and kissed Anny Dardour with Vincent Poujol. Dimitriand, PLEASE: To help keep this site INTERACTIVE, please read and comment on at least 3 poems by our other authors for each one you submit. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 109 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Dimitriand [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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