I was born a runner of life
conqueror of the eight .
But I speak the wovels
of the night star
and other decent consonnants...
I also know cloud dreams ,
because do you know ?
Clouds send messages
that people in a hurry don\'t read
and the moon that wakes up at night
only talks to cats playing on rooftops ...
I was born a warrior strategy sand castles
whose populations are converted
to the cult of the tide
that will swep them away ....
I am the prophet of every day life
the astrologer of the moment ,
knocking at your door ...
I can read the scent of roses
and get drunk on the alcohol of words...
Because do you know ?
Only children who refuse to grow up ,
perceive the symphony of flowers
and are visited by Peter Pan !
Little Wendy became a lady
who no longer believes in Mary Poppins ...
Poor Teddy forgotten at the back of a cupboard .
I was born a dealer of seasons ,
and so many illusions ...
A bit of an actor and so sincere liar ,
performing the role of my shadow
I am so beautiful in this shabby mirror !
I was born a musician of tomorrow
silkrope walker of inspired dimensions
deliciously linked to the Devil...
Don\'t be afraid guys
the devil is a good boy !
In the plot of my life the path begins
at the last hours of comedy .
But don\'t believe me !
I am just a fool ...
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