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Apr 2015
That does not seem to have prices,
And nevertheless its weight has no equal.
That the paradox to find its reason,
To be freed by it and to move forward.
Beyond wounds and sadness,
To never fall in its contempt,
As a shout pushed by the nothingness.
In its moments faded,
To Learn how to uplift itself,
To provide further life opportunities,
To be able to forgive.
Laurent
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