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sous la lune de moisson
le corps peut confiner
je vous ai détesté
ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
laissez-nous pitié ceux outre dont soyez meilleur que nous sont
du soleil ni des étoiles
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
le maître des destins humains suis moi
vous a fait entendent parler jamais
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
pensées par ma tête

 



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