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leurs beaux cheveux
remuez
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés ŕ la fin de lui
avant le saint en bronze solennel
en matins nuage-gris
elle a dit
vous entendez la pluie?
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singuličre
le long des banques
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
ŕ partir du sud ŕ la coupure du jour

 



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