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quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
souvent je pense à la belle ville
le corps peut confiner
ne restez pas plus
un stylo d'acier
la nuit était noire et triste
cette année

 



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