."Cette douleur ineffable qu'est l'incision profonde,
Ne représente désormais qu'une banale ecchymose
Face à mon mal cérébral chaque jour croissant.
Je pensais me vider de mes malheurs, de mes tourments,
Mais chaque jour une cicatrice de plus se formait autour de mon c?ur,
san.
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