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mother daughter poem

nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
peut-ętre
le mystčre le plus foncé et le plus étrange
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
ami, dont le sourire est venu pour ętre
leurs beaux cheveux
il y a une heure du repos paisible

 



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