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l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
je suis le vent qui hésite
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
travails de la terre
je l'aime
c'était l'automne de l'année

 



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