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se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
un dieu
regarder lŕ-bas
quand le voile des yeux est soulevé
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
je la pense splendide juste
substance de la lune
nuit mystérieuse
le long d'une rive
et ainsi elle va
donc je ne puis pas
un počt, ayant pris le frein outre de sa langue
soyez dans moi comme modes éternels
nous n'étions pas beaucoup

 



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