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friendship poems

tressé et tissé
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
en tant qu'elle
à minuit
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin
la noblesse de la mort encore
je me tiens par temps gris froid
je me suis tenu
hauts murs et énorme
les ombres des bateaux
une petite pêche dans le verger s'est développée

 



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