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par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
le long d'une rive
beau
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
dans la sphère
l'enfant qui a jeté la feuille après feuille
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
se déclenchant vers le haut, tombant vers le bas
pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré

 



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