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birthday poem

le soleil et vent et battement de mer
basculé dans le berceau du profond
je tiens votre coeur
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
si perdu
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
faites les garçons et les filles vont toujours
pourquoi
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé

 



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