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musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
j'ai vu la première poire
substance de la lune
je me suis tenu
j'ai eu une crainte dans ma vie
le pré rampait
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
l'obscurité
peu de parc que je traverse
sous la barre du guerrier
les ombres des bateaux
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
une fois ce gazon mou
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus

 



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