Almost jumped a cliff.
D’un aigle extérieur.
Trépasser puis remonter, à la surface.
Golem se cache, seulement ne dors presque jamais.
Au combien la pierre est fatiguée.
Sans éléments nous mourrions.
Les animaux survivent.
Les chats suivent leur propre chemin.
The tiger heals
We came from the woods
Can’t swing anymore_
La plume guide.
Par-dessus les obstacles, le ciel s’éclaircit.
Clouds shatter in my mind,
Suddenly fuzzy.
Nothing else but the fog.
What is it to write about ?
“Someone’s in here ?”, asked her weak and low voice, as the woman was looking through the window, covering the reflect with both her hands.
To beat time is necessary,
Two Beat.
Saaave the world
face to face, you whispered
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