Et loin derrière moi serais tous ces gens, toutes ces rations, tout ces cœurs impure. Un petit garçOn cherche dans le parc. Et une petite fille vient lui parler . Je peux pas te le dire.

The scribbles and curlicues of life. Taking slow steps on the frothy sand. A wave threatens my balance and I am. Bowled over and tossed back into. The sand and pebbles scrape my knees. And palms and tiny droplets of blood. Appear, but I pay them no mind. I am content to tumble in the surf,. To be made smooth like a river rock,. Squealing with glee as the. Ocean cleanses herself over me. The Things I Always Lose.

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J sui hicham d naaime. Bien venue dan mon bog. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.