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friendship poem

ce qui était lui les moteurs dits
bas! 'tis par nuit de gala
ombres étendues le long de broadway
ville qui n'est pas une ville
sous la feuille sombre de laurier
cette cuvette argentée antique du mien
soudainement, hors des manières foncées et feuillues
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
je me demande oĂą vous vivez
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée

 



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