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la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
glooms des vivre-chênes
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
tout mon amour pour mon bonbon
par le rivage, par la mer
j'ai entendu le vent toute la journée
contre la flamme verte de l'aubépine-arbre
mon âme est un champ labouré foncé
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
c'est l'arsenal

 



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