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romantic love poem

étaient elle pas pour cette odeur singulière
du soleil ni des étoiles
dans leurs regimentals loqueteux
l'air est comme un papillon
comment j'aidez vers la droite le monde qui tourne mal
un oiseau a chanté
je me suis tenu
un poèt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
parmi les montagnes j'ai erré
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
hors de moi indigne et inconnu

 



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