Ce soir, à presque 21h30, un garçon, Jahleel
et ce quatrain, extrait du recueil de Nassuf Djailani, Naître ici (éd. Bruno Doucey)
Pays intouchéd'espérance quiètevoici venu le filsen quête d'aube
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