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Les mots
poetry [ ]
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by Louise de Vilmorin [Louise_de_VILMORIN ]
2010-01-15
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Submited by Guy Rancourt
Rien ne me reste plus 脿 dire
Mon c艙ur me coupe la parole.
C艙ur, oh ! c艙ur s茅cateur
Tu coupes les mots du bonheur :
Les mots sit么t venus se meurent.
(Louise de Vilmorin, Solitude, 么 mon 茅l茅phant, 1972)
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