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quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
les nuances de la nuit tombaient rapidement
au-dessus du fleuve ils montrent ŕ moi
le ciel
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
ville qui n'est pas une ville
vieux vin ŕ boire

 



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