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Translation: "I remember those opal seas with homely horizons. I remember those friendly eyes with unexplored depths. I remember the scent of the waves... I remember the hunger, the end. I remember it so well. In the opulence of a memory, I wallow, I wallow, I wallow. A red nose, like that of a drunkard, of course, more funny and almost sadder than a clown's. Wings, beautiful wings plucked feather by feather from once majestic flying souls, now anonymous. The noise, it bangs, it squeaks, it rusts, it cries, it rolls, it folds, it flows, it laughs. The train, the wine, the haste, the boredom. There are journeys that awaken others, those of the soul that undergoes them."
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Inspired by a text I wrote years ago, at the time I liked improvising writings.
"Je me souviens ces mers opales aux horizons casaniers. Je me souviens ces yeux affables aux fonds inexplorés. Je me souviens l’odeur des vagues… Je me souviens de la faim, de la fin. Je m’en souviens si bien. Dans l’opulence d’un souvenir je me vautre, je me vautre, je me vautre. Un nez rouge, d’ivrogne bien-sûr plus drôle et presque plus triste qu’un clown. Des ailes, de belles ailes arrachées plume à plume à des âmes jadis majestueuses volantes aujourd’hui anonymes. Le bruit, ça tape, ça grince, ça rouille, ça crie, ça roule, ça plie, ça coule, ça ri. Le train, le vin, la hâte, l’ennui. Il est des voyages qui en réveillent d’autres, ceux de l’âme qui les subit."
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