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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-02-27 | [This text should be read in francais] | La tête dans les étoiles et les pieds sur la grève sablonneuse... Tout mon corps est écartelé entre ciel et terre. Pourquoi ne suis-je point né alouette ou avocette ? Voltiger dans l'azur et grappiller entre deux cailloux tel aurait été mon destin !
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