Alors tu vois, comme tout se mêle. Et du coeur à tes lèvres, je deviens un casse-tête. Ton rire me crie, de te lâcher. Déjà que tu me traites, comme un grand enfant.

Keeping everyone up-to-date on my training and racing and everyday life as a triathlete. 2015 FFT Pro Development Team. Thursday, May 21, 2015. Monday, November 10, 2014. Coming out of the water.

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The guns spat flame and bullets flew. Flesh ripped from bodies in withering fire. Shells rained down, in fury blew. Bodies in smithereens against the wire. That rowed the mud of battlefield. Where men lay dying in blood and gore. Tin helmets lying, a flimsy shield. From the bullets of death and they breathed no more. Lungs gasping for breath in smoke filled air. Some others gasping would be their last. Body parts dismembered lying here and there. Where did I say in my word.