You are in meThe cry of the wounded beastAnd though always near me,I never reach you.I do not know who of us,Of the other, is the captiveAnd I like to believe that you live Out of timeOr that my boat canLand to your shoreTo be like the flower, Blooming,Freely.
-Emmanuelle Soni-Dessaigne
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