Perhaps it`s no more than the fire`s reflection on some piece of gleaming furniture that the child remembers so much later like a revelation. And if in his later life, one day wounds him like so many others, it`s because he mistook some risk or other for a promise. Let`s not forget the music, either, that soon had hauled him toward absence complicated by an overflowing heart…. Translated by A. PoulinSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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