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Written by goofy — July 5, 2020


	mémoire la voix de mon cœur ne peut sourdre quand l’oiseau de glace en travers de ma gorge m’empêche de chanter et de son bec me pique cruellement mémoire de la douleur qui assourdit mes cris		et pourtant un jour ma chanson de rage et de joie triomphante chassera tous les oiseaux de mon malheur

Librement inspiré de ce dessin de Queen Of Argyll "Self-portrait"

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