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mardi 18 mars 2025

Poem Having shared so much and yet remaining unanswered; beneath the silence of lies, beneath days that remained only night. A dream, a dream, an angel whispered into sleep: you became free of yourself, without reproach or judgment. So I gave myself the power of forgiveness without turning back.
 









  La couleur verte tremble entre les mains de l’automne La mort maquille les feuilles pour leurs noces avec le givre Un silence très ancien ...