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I am the beating of your heart. A Walk Along the Old Tracks. When I was young they had already been. Overgrown with sumac and sour apple,. The iron scrapped, the wood long. In summer my father would send us along them. To fetch the cows from the back pasture,. A long walk to a far off place it seemed. Lost again for a moment. In that simple place,. I fling apples from a stick and look for snakes. A music to the past, the sweet tones.

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Moi et pi les otres . Ferme les yeux , et le monde devient celui que tu veux.