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\n de ce m\u00eame soleil<\/span>
\n \u00e0 travers les ann\u00e9es,<\/span>
\n quelques vitres plus loin,<\/span>
\n simplement,<\/span>
\n \u00e0 quelques f\u00ealures pr\u00e8s.<\/span>
\n C’est comme une eau qui se referme<\/span>
\n sur ma vie :<\/span>
\n engloutis, les secrets, \u00e0 jamais l\u00e0 pourtant,<\/span>
\n pos\u00e9s comme des naufrages,<\/span>
\n comme des \u00e9toiles<\/span>
\n sous l’oc\u00e9an.<\/span>
\n Mais le miroir est lisse<\/span>
\n o\u00f9 j’ai riv\u00e9 toutes mes saisons.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nTexte publi\u00e9 \u00e0 La Barbacane N\u00b0 95\/98<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n