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Nov 2014
Les arbres et les ombres
Chuchotent au vent
Les épines sur les tiges des roses dans le parc
Sont juste un type de beauté différent
This means:
The trees and the shadows
Whisper to the wind
The thorns on the stems of the roses in the park
Are just a different type of beauty.
Ember Evanescent
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Ember Evanescent  I live In books + my mind
(I live In books + my mind)   
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