Sais-tu
la rose
le petit rien ...
C'était un chemin qui ne promettait rien...j'y entrais et
là au creux , une âme autre , un passé troublant
roses de chine ,fragrances des Indes une belle
depuis 20 ans endormie , il est un elf au lion de pierre...
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