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l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
je me suis tenu prĂŞt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
il aurait mĂŞme sa plaisanterie
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
avec le coucher du soleil
quand vous venez ce soir
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
le long d'une rive
la agonie d'avoir trop de puissance

 



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