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sorry poem

ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
j'ai vu la première poire
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
comme un homme nu je vont
je vois tous les esprits humains
monde qui change sous ma main
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
frère, je suis le feu
bonheur
vous êtes beau et fané

 



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