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retirement poem

mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
hors de moi indigne et inconnu
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
puisque, si vous vous teniez prêt mon côté aujourd'hui
tous en baisse les années
dans une vieille chambre s'est doucement allumé
le jour est fait
vous avez marche vue par le village

 



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