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Se redécouvrir dans la solitude

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Seule, sans autre humain connu autour,

Sans âme qui vive aux alentours,

Mes pas fracassent les pierres au sol,

Dans les airs un rapace menace de son vol.

Je me débarrasse au fil de l’eau d’mes atours,

Je les laisse en guise d’appetizer aux vautours

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This episode is part of the Poésies terrestres series
Terrestres extra
A podcast by Alienor Yellow
Poésies, musique et textes hypnotiques.
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