.Il me parlait souvent,
De la vie, de ses tournants,
Me montrait les chemins rudes,
Les terrains vagues et glissants,
Chuchotait que les regrets sont des étoiles filantes,
Le bonheur n'a d'égal que la patience et le temps.
Si le soleil se met à prier à l'aube d.
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