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Des clés désolées grincent
aux portes de nos cœurs et déchirent la trame mince où s’allie le rire aux pleurs noirs sont les lauriers-saules de mon jardin fané où l’hallali des saisons mon souvenir a sonné (Gérald Godin, Chansons très naïves, 1960)
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