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you could not avoid to say she was beautiful !
she was waiting for me, calm and gentle in my punk apartment, slightly naked but not eager, illuminating like a sweet christmas tree, her profound blue eyes showing generously to the world how happy she was
she had tickets for tonight, a smart theater show
or let's say for the show of a very famous pop star
she would read intelligent books
and take care of my empty bottles
and above all she was loving me so much !
anyone would fall in love with her immediately, she was like a lovely christmas story
in fact, it WAS christmas today
and then, this very day, it came in my mind that i was somehow tired of her
[la lumière fabrique le bien - la lumière fabrique le mal]
[Max Jacot]