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birthday poem

quand j'ai regardé dans vos yeux
ils ont jeté une pierre, vous ont jeté une pierre
pourquoi si triste mon bel?
je n'ai jamais su que la terre a eu tellement l'or
je sais ce que vous allez dire
en matins nuage-gris
un mille derrière
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
hors de moi indigne et inconnu
un mot de vol d'ici et là
il y avait de trois dans le pré par le ruisseau
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
êtes vous vivant?

 



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