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pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
dans sa tente gardée
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
course haut-soutenue
elle était une beauté en jours
volonté vous miroitez sur la mer?
vous vous rappelez
j'ai vu les étoiles les plus fières

 



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