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voyez que je me donne vous
je descends les chemins de jardin
mon âme disparaît plaquée dans des choses magnifiques
fleurs des bébés
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
peu de parc que je traverse
au-dessus des dessus de toit emballez les ombres des nuages
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
pour puis en dehors
en matins nuage-gris
donc je ne puis pas

 



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