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footprint poem

par le rivage, par la mer
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
j'ai vu la première poire
du plancher au plafond
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre
ce qui conserve
voyez, de cette contrefaçon de lui
le parfum est venu
elle était une beauté en jours
dernier minuit
il y a d'un que ce I par le passé a aimé tellement
qui appellera le vent

 



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