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la nuit était noire et triste
effrayé pas plus, je dis
certains des maux que vous avez traités
j'ai su le silence des étoiles et de la mer
sous la lune de moisson
quand absence de sa taille de montagne
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
ville qui n'est pas une ville
indéfiniment
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
je vous ai détesté
tressé et tissé

 



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