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elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
améliorez que le granit
quelque part j'ai lu un conte étrange, vieux, rouillé
je remplis cette tasse
glooms des vivre-chĂŞnes
éliminer, luttant vainly
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette

 



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