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juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
je dois dire bonne nuit
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
souvent je pense à la belle ville
un mille derrière
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
il n'y avait jamais un bruit près du bois mais d'un
dans ma main je me tiens
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
hors de la fenêtre une mer des arbres verts

 



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