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je sais ce que vous allez dire
doux comme lit dans la terre
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
doucement pleurant
fleurs des bébés
un regard est mais un rayon

 



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