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tous en dedans et tous sans moi
oranges de plumaison nubian bleu-noires
levé des morts
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
dans ma main je me tiens
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
je vous chante
peut-être ce n'est aucune matière que vous êtes morte
ne restez pas plus
regardez dehors sur les étoiles, mon amour
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
l'enfant qui a jeté la feuille après feuille


 



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