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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2018-06-01 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en english] | Beloved children the turtledoves were born from the twinkle in your eyes and by looking at them the dinosaurs in our gaze were tamed the gingerbread was baked from the heat of your little hands and by tasting it the glaciers in our hearts melted the sweetest nectar was spilled from the tears of your laughter and by sipping it our cold blood turned into a warm one. And then while you were sleeping as the asteroid was heading towards Earth the light you were spreading prayed Hush! so brightly, that the whole earth was twinkling and by looking at it the asteroid turned into a turtledove dinosaur.
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