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j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
quelques jours plus venteux
regarder là-bas
course haut-soutenue
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares

 



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