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Observation Barbelée & Intelligentsia française d’après-guerre

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                                        Like a perfect accident i did
 Most conquered the self democratic society of a fragile youth perfection
                                     Like the circle law it did came around
                             So it must not be expose to attacks
                          As the final scene i’ll take that lead & leave the town
                           Beeing perfect like no other
                                                     Before it  
                                            a smile you won’t ever see
                       b u t    
                                            always remember
& so
to make us forget that they had only just arrived …
                                     Happy Ending floating
         incessant technological renewal , integration of state and economy
                 and your very own worst flaw of generalised secrecy
                              Unanswerable united lies exposed *
                                 Here again my eternal present 
Floating letters & mémoires                        
                                             Pris à ton propre jeux
            Le jeux d’enfant dont tu comprends maintenant les douces violences
                                               À jamais renversé 
                                À toujours défait et si bon ridiculisé 
                                      Le mentor-arroseur bien arrosé par l’alumni
                          Les fausses accusations sont rarement nécessaires messieurs
         Et les morceaux des coeurs et les vieilles braîses toujours fumantes
                                    Enfin doucement tu
                                                 t’ éloigne de mon chemin
                                                             Despues esos anios de ni pensar la
                                               La disculpa de tu mala education 
                                             Tu piel la mas sucia por siempre
                          Esa historia que no puedes mesclar la notte & el dia
                                     fuerte como el golpe de mi mano
                                      delicioso sucio de esas palabras
                                      Y esa sonrisa presidential fria
                                           Como la cancion lo deci como perfecta duda

                                    Para siempre, lo siento - De lo mejor de mi corazon
                           

                                         Une portée enfin terminée & bien garnie


                             Men resemble their times more than their fathers
                                                     Here mine
                           The Given of the XXI very first

                                                        now claimed french poetry