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Published Feb 6, 2024 Updated Mar 1, 2024 Poetry and Songs
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Voilà donc qu’il se meurt, en toute indifférence,
Dans un recoin perdu à ces regards violents,
De ces juges et bourreaux, drapés de suffisance
Dans leurs atours forgés de souffrance et de sang.
Nul autre lendemain ne viendra le couvrir
D’une chape de plomb, et de propos cinglants.
Il avait trop tardé à se laisser partir,
Mais, les li

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