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il n'y a aucune bande, toutefois observé et tendu
effrayé pas plus, je dis
et mon nom est véridique
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
écoutez
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
ceux-ci soient
il y a un pays complètement de vin
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent

 



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