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cette année
j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
sous la lune de moisson
dans des vos bras était le plaisir immobile
quatre-vingts ans ont passé, et plus
pour vêtir la pensée ardente
passé persistant de thou
donc je ne puis pas
glooms des vivre-chênes
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
pas du monde large de totalité
travails de la terre

 



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