Death is only beginning to frighten me again. I had stopped being afraid of it after the revelation of that pale, pure morning when I understood that I was no different from other men.
“J’ai conserve de faux tresors dans des armoires vides Un navire inutile joint mon enfance a man ennui Mes jeux a la fatigue”
Paul Eluard | “Comme deux gouttes d’eau”
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