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Text : So, when my thoughts take off may I breathe deep. Lord, hold me strong when old loss comes to meet me. Keep my fingers crossed, keep my knees weak. Are we all such fragile things? And may we remember the past, but not hang on to our old ways. This pity laugh at the jokes we tell in bad taste. All my friends think I'm funny in a sad way, but they know not how they speak. Chaque paragraphe sera un test.

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