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peut-être
les jours hypocrites
je vois tous les esprits humains
remuez
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
ville qui n'est pas une ville

 



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