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quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
y a il quiconque là
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
maintenant tandis que mes lèvres vivent
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
élever, comme vent a soufflé
si perdu
l'air est comme un papillon

 



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