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marriage poem

quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
ce compagnon étrange est venu sur brouiller des pieds
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
avec les yeux doux et bruns
du plancher au plafond
sans aucun doute je me rappelle toujours
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
a arqué l'inondation
volonté vous miroitez sur la mer?
quand absence de sa taille de montagne

 



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