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il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
vous vous rappelez
avec le coucher du soleil
comme un homme nu je vont
il y avait un temps en anciennes années
dans ma main je me tiens
en ce moment
doux et fort
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre

 



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