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j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
le ciel
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
je suis fevered
je me demande où vous vivez
peut-être
je me demande parfois s'il est vraiment vrai

 



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