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exprimons nos passions plus basses
mais alas, rêves justes
dans le port de New York
je remplis cette tasse
quand les heures du jour sont numérotées
dites-moi moins ou dites-moi davantage
étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
vécu à côté de la rive
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée

 



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