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friend poem

désolé et seul
juste en tant que mes doigts sur ces clefs
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
vieux vin à boire
les longs couloirs de marbre resounding
l'air est comme un papillon
du soleil ni des étoiles
pas du monde large de totalité
je suis le vent qui hésite

 



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