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best friend poem

bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
la lumière retirée
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
dans la sphère
en matins nuage-gris
je me suis tenu
dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
si j'avais su l'étroit une prison est amour

 



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