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“Je suis déjà absente De mon corps, de ma tête J'ai les yeux mi-clos qui ne s'ouvrent plus Je pleure comme un ruisseau qui doit forcément couler Je suis Une petite coquille dure Qui se brise doucement Ce qui était à l'intérieur a disparu”

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