Street’s story Today’s sky is grey, dull and cold. The last days were unusually warm, and little buds sprouted on the highest part of the plane. Across the street, beyond the gardens, the cypress from the cemetery are ghosts, barely[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Time Moving Still Time is moving stillStill is moving the timeI’m stuck, In search, I’m illIs it time to ditch the frame? *** Le temps s’écoule sans finSans bouger s’écoule mon tempsJe bloque, je cherche, maladivementPuis-je sortir du cadre enfin[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…