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l'obscurité roule vers le haut
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
la nuit passée la pleine lune a étendu un tissu de blanc
je vais ma maničre complacently
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
et mon nom est véridique
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle

 



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