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j'ai eu un rêve et je me suis réveillé avec lui
bruits qui tâchent de déchirer
une ombre grise mince sur le bord de la pensée
le mystère le plus foncé et le plus étrange
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
l'obscurité vole les formes de toutes les reines
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort

 



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