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ma mère m'a enseigné que chaque nuit
vous avez marche vue par le village
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
nous qui se sont tenus
dans pouvez
tristement parlant
calme en tant que que deuxième été
passé persistant de thou
hors de la mer de scintillement
simplicité
je suis une femme
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre

 



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