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christmas poem

elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
un stylo d'acier
remplacez la vision du plaisir
dans ma main je me tiens
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
la lumière retirée
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort

 



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