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grandmother poem

quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
les poèts le disent
le bonbon avec la fougère et s'est levé
monde qui change sous ma main
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
le corps peut confiner
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
hauts murs et énorme
je vous attends

 



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