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nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
donc je ne puis pas
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
prenez mes bracelets
je remplis cette tasse
les étoiles sont tombées du ciel
regardez avec les yeux longing et savez que je suivrai

 



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