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pour venir tellement bientôt à ceci a imaginé l'obscurité
qui est le coureur dans les cieux
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
je vous attends
j'ai hérité le désert parce que mon âme est assoiffée
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée

 



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