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parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
il aurait même sa plaisanterie
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
et ainsi elle va
elle était beaucoup et beaucoup d'il y a une année
je sais ce que vous allez dire
jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre

 



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