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friend poem

mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
la lumière retirée
ma douleur, quand elle est ici avec moi
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
je ne prie pas pour la paix
je les ai entendus la nuit
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines

 



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