Quand les couleurs s'éteignent ;
Quand les bonheur te glissent dessus sans pouvoir s'accrocher ;
Quand ce que tu chéris devient blessure et la lame qui la fouille ;
Marche, seul, sans te retourner. Marcher, c'est avancer.
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