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une fois ce gazon mou
la foudre a clignoté, et s'est soulevée
peu de parc que je traverse
dans la terre silencieuse
voyez, ils retournent
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
je ne brûle aucun encens

 



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