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grandmother poem

j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
j'aime mon heure de vent et de lumière
dernier minuit
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
comme égaliser tombe
une vie sur la vague d'océan
un regard est mais un rayon
comme je me trouve couvert dedans, examiné dedans
tressé et tissé
je me demande où vous vivez

 



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