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grandmother poem

elle boite avec stopper le pas douloureux
dans la sphère
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
son visage est juste et lisse et bon
indéfiniment
les voûtes du pont rouge
donnez-moi
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
je sais pas où
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle

 



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