L'esquive
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L'esquive
Ce fauteuil élimé
Et mes deux mains, posées
L’heure de traverser
L’esquisse d’un silence
A force de douter, on en oublie
L’esquive, et pourtant, apaisé
Quand le regard s’épuise,
Tout est là, tout se tait.
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