CHE SERA SERA
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CHE SERA SERA
Fils de la gloire insensée et de la survivance.
Ta mère est de corail, ton père de caillasses.
Tu as les cheveux blonds comme seigle sauvage.
J’aime à y glisser quelques doigts débonnaires.
Je hume dans ton cou les délicatesses de l’enfance.
Qu’il est tendre cet âge presque encore lacté.
Tes yeux donnent à mes lèvres des envies de
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