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dites-moi pas
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
je l'ai vu une fois avant
du soleil ni des étoiles
en matins nuage-gris
écoutez
je réside à la montagne de table
tressé et tissé
composé seul du loveliness
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité

 



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