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christmas poetry

j'étais une déesse avant que le marbre m'ait trouvé
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
à minuit
leurs beaux cheveux
et ils marchaient toujours dessus
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
je suis le vent qui hésite
ils dans le rassemblement d'obscurité et demandent
faible-envolée est la chanson

 



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