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êtes vous vivant?
mon fils est mort et je suis aveugle allant
un, comme part d'un arbre
ce qui je vous doivent
glooms des vivre-chênes
ceux sur le supérieur indiquent qu'elles vous connaissent, la terre -- elles sont des menteurs
du plancher au plafond
comment sauvage, comment sorcière-comme étrange qui la vie devrait être
exprimons nos passions plus basses
pour pouvoir voir chaque côté de chaque question
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes

 



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