Le vieux jour qui n'a pas de but veut que l'on vive Et que l'on pleure et se plaigne avec sa pluie et son vent.
Une rose pour l'amante, un sonnet pour l'ami […].
Tu as le visage de la bonne journée de ta vie.
Le vieux jour qui n'a pas de but veut que l'on vive Et que l'on pleure et se plaigne avec sa pluie et son vent.
[…] Toute maladie est une confession par le corps.
Les morts, les morts sont au fond moins morts que moi […].
De la vie à la vie, quel chemin !
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