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happy birthday poem

j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières
je me tiens par temps gris froid
il y a une heure du repos paisible
oiseaux contre le vent d'avril
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
les ombres des bateaux
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
je verrai une étoile ce soir

 



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