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je me suis tenu prêt le tissu pour rideaux ouvert
comme un homme nu je vont
je suis le vent qui hésite
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
dans pouvez
je suis une femme
chantez-encore à la chanson vous chanté
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
peut-être

 



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