.Un Ange à l'aile oblongue se penche
Et fausse maladresse au gré d'une féconde
Ivresse laisse tomber trois plumes blanches
Au hasard des saisons.
L'automne est favorable à la mélancolie
Lui a-t-on dit peut-être et de là verra-t-on
Naître d'un caniveau près d'un reflet.
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