How Much Should You Tell?

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It’s hard to keep a bad news and it’s even harder to keep a good news. When your eyes are glittering, you can’t stop smiling to yourself and you start to hallucinate that everything was meant to be. I wish I could tell you what’s going on without risking myself to be seen like crazy.

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I Saw You

I saw you
in a different body and name.
I saw you
protecting me
because I was younger than you.
If it was only one seat left in the raft,
if it made sense to let it go,
it would always be for the youngest,
the feeblest of all.

I called you with a different name then.
I’ll call you with a different name now.
If life could be repeated over and over again,
I should have recognized you from the start.
And if we meet again this time,
would it make any difference
if I tell you how much I thank you?

*Inspired as listening to The Scientist by Coldplay.

Cul-de-sac

I have a pretty sick habit of taking apart and analyzing some weirdos for my own pleasure. The thing is I have a profound need to communicate whatever I take account of. And poor is the people who happen to rub up against me in constant basis for they might have to cover their ears and scream for their lives so that I will stop and shut my mouth up.

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Me is My Biggest Enemy

One thing I love being a woman is I can “use” my girlfriends as my therapist, observer, commentator and supporter alike. Some of them know me very well that they remember my story from the episode one, so when I get back to them, it’s more like updating each other and adding to the number of episode we share.

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Air Vif

J’ai regardé devant moi
Dans la foule je t’ai vue
Parmi les blés je t’ai vue
Sous un arbre je t’ai vue

Au bout de tous mes voyages
Au fond de tous mes tourments
Au tournant de tous les rires
Sortant de l’eau et du feu

L’été l’hiver je t’ai vue
Dans ma maison je t’ai vue
Entre mes bras je t’ai vue
Dans mes rêves je t’ai vue
Je ne te quitterai plus.

(Paul Eluard: Derniers poèmes d’amour, 1963)

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