Saindoux

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“Tu es la première chose à laquelle je pense quand je me réveille.

Bonne journée, mon cœur!”

A bitter-sweet intonation bounces off my eardrum upon listening to French romantic phrases out the gritting unbrushed teeth.
Psychologically doesn’t match as I catch her pupils playing billiard on the ceiling, 5 meters of vacuum-cleaning my breath as I strike my palm…

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I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)

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I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)

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