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friend poem

je l'ai vu une fois avant
vous pensez, mon garçon, quand je mets mes bras autour de vous
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
le merriment sans fin et idiot des étoiles
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
sommeil gentiment dans vos tombes humbles

 



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