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		<title>L 13</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article818</link>
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		<dc:date>2015-04-30T04:25:54Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>pain</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>regard</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>silo</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>oiseaux</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bl&#233; </dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>moissons</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>faux</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;toi mon bl&#233; sur les plus hautes collines pr&#232;s des oiseaux et de mon pain la saintet&#233; (...)&lt;/p&gt;

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pr&#232;s des oiseaux&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
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de quelle folie au silo des heures&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
la moisson s'&#233;gorge&lt;br class='autobr' /&gt;
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quand vient la faux&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>154</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article456</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-06-13T16:39:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>monde</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>homme</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>l&#232;vres</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>ventre</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;s'il arrivait que meure cette folie qui me noue aux l&#232;vres du monde qu'adviendrait-il alors de mon ventre d'homme&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?rubrique2" rel="directory"&gt;Dires&lt;/a&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;s'il arrivait que meure cette folie qui me noue aux l&#232;vres du monde qu'adviendrait-il alors de mon ventre d'homme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>147</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article464</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-05-20T07:49:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>soif</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>terre</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>noyau</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>aube</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>&#233;lan</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>bonheur</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>chant</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>arbre</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>ventre</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;ce qui ressemble &#224; la folie qui n'est que soif de ventre &#224; l'aube du premier arbre. et ce qui hurle ici qui est chant de la terre noyau soufr&#233; d'&#233;lan et de cris. le bonheur ne s'&#233;pargne pas&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;ce qui ressemble &#224; la folie qui n'est que soif de ventre &#224; l'aube du premier arbre. et ce qui hurle ici qui est chant de la terre noyau soufr&#233; d'&#233;lan et de cris. le bonheur ne s'&#233;pargne pas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>74</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article551</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-01-13T15:30:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>lumi&#232;re</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>lutte</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>jardins</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;je ne suis pas en lutte avec la lumi&#232;re. je tiens d'elle une folie &#224; traverser des jardins&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;je ne suis pas en lutte avec la lumi&#232;re. je tiens d'elle une folie &#224; traverser des jardins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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<item xml:lang="fr">
		<title>69</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article557</link>
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		<dc:date>2014-01-07T18:01:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>&#339;il</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>arrachement</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>conscience</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>cruaut&#233;</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>or </dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sagesse</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;sagesse de l'arrachement. folie de la conscience. qui dois-je donc &#233;touffer pour m'avouer ainsi. cruaut&#233; bel &#339;il d'or&lt;/p&gt;

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 <content:encoded>&lt;div class='rss_texte'&gt;&lt;p&gt;sagesse de l'arrachement. folie de la conscience. qui dois-je donc &#233;touffer pour m'avouer ainsi. cruaut&#233; bel &#339;il d'or&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
		
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		<title>156</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article126</link>
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		<dc:date>2012-05-27T14:09:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>chemin</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>agonie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>demain</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sage</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;Un jour nous dirons demain et ce sera folie. Notre chemin n'est sage qu'avant son agonie.&lt;/p&gt;

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		<title>28</title>
		<link>https://relire.net/analogos/spip.php?article349</link>
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		<dc:date>2011-12-29T12:52:00Z</dc:date>
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		<dc:creator>Francis Royo</dc:creator>


		<dc:subject>folie</dc:subject>
		<dc:subject>sagesse</dc:subject>

		<description>&lt;p&gt;La folie exauc&#233;e devient dans son cercueil une bien &#233;trange sagesse.&lt;/p&gt;

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