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mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
je me suis tenu
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
tous ces trésors qui se trouvent
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
les drowses pâles de jour sur l'occidental trempent
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
je l'aime
un, comme part d'un arbre
dans ma main je me tiens
j'ai dit

 



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