When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look, but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child has grown, the dream is gone.
Merveilleux texte...et photo "magique"...<br />
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Mais, je ne sais pourquoi, il me semble que ton regard d'enfant n'a pas totalement sombré dans les brumes de l'âge "adulte"... :-)