Warm hand
At the SNCF fairing
From the table laid out.

I'm going there you go, I'm going, don't you
Much later I was taught
That in Place de Grève Christ was born.

Word Mastery
Hand control
The mystical lamb frolicked.

Answer 
to this story that began a long time ago
let's awaken our deep memory.

To remain deaf and blind
Calm our intransigence
To be discreet.

The shadow
There is always a shadow somewhere
Even engulfed in light.

imperfect figure
In the blue-jawed glacier
Nine petals of eternal consistency :
          Speech becomes silent, silence speaks
          Long teeth take a slice of flesh
          Have only the bare necessities to maintain life
          Consciousness pushes away the shadow
          Torn between high and low, the Salvation
           Capture your soul, guide her to flourish her gifts
           In the chaos do not follow the steps of the new guide
           Every year the tree rises a little higher towards the sky
           Being able to follow the trail to the Invisible.

A few words about the stone of the sarcophagus
" Consumes, digest and get ready 
To remove the trace of what was . »

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