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J'ai pleuré de toi,
du vide de nos mains absentes, du trop plein de nos souvenirs. J'ai pris la route de mes veines - de celles qui vont droit au coeur - et sur ton visage lointain j'ai juré par mes lèvres closes de sortir de ton paradis. Puisqu'il faut tant que cela soit. (Alice-Lemieux-Lévesque, Le repas du soir, Québec, Éditions Garneau, 1974, p. 57)
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