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Voici plus d'un an que je n'ai pensé à Vous.

It's been more than a year now since I stopped thinking about you.
Since I wrote my last letter
My life has changed a lot.
But I'm still the same.

Don't laugh
I've even wanted to become a painter
I want to paint about
Life
That's what I've ransacked.

I spent a sad day thinking about you
And writing in my journal
Life crucified in journal I hold at

Rockets
Turmoils
Cries
Departures

You might think an aeroplane is dropping
But it's actually me

Passions
Fires
Sadness
Losses

It's useless not wanting to think about yourself
I suppose we all have to cry out sometimes
No?
Maybe I'm the other one
Too sensitive.

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