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le ciel
il y a un pays complètement de vin
nous nous étendons
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
sous ma fenêtre dans une rue de ville
levé des morts
vous dites que vous m'aimez
ce qui conserve
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
du soleil ni des étoiles
écoutez la mer retentissante
quand j'étais un garçon à l'université
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
en ce moment

 



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