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je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
et ainsi elle va
j'ai gagné la course
je les ai offerts tout l'adieu
au-dessus d'elles toutes, regardant vers le bas
environ porté plainte au maître
un stylo d'acier
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
un, comme part d'un arbre
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien

 



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