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short friendship poem

je me tiens par temps gris froid
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
je vais ma manière complacently
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées

 



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