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this unforeseeable
storm which threw
itself at the thimble
the thimble you placed
on the windowsill
and which the storm
in spite of the hecatomb
could not fill
and the frenzy
of the interlocked
lightnings that lighten
the cornfield
the cornfield
where we found
Van Gogh
as we find
the sea

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