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ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
fleurs des bébés
n'accrochez aucune guirlande
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
ville qui n'est pas une ville
basculé dans le berceau du profond
observer toute la journée la vague bleue se courber et se casser
avec les yeux doux et bruns
je vous attends
il y a trois ans d'aujourd'hui
j'ai vu les nuages parmi les collines

 



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