Je traînais des pieds sur le sable trempé, je m’enlisais peu à peu avec le goût amer dans la bouche de ces journées si sombres, têtes de proue de cette vie écoeurante. Chaque jour qui passait le temps se blessait, chaque jour de plus le temps m’achevait, et j’espérais toujours qu’un jour pour moi le temps s’arrêterait. C’était doux mais lassant de mourir à chaque seconde. Désormais le quotidien et mon état me font sourire, je me dis que j’aimerais être obsédé par une seule chose, que ça m’aiderait à ne plus penser à rien. Mais le plus simple c’est de m’en aller, je vais faire un tour, j’ai envie d’être seul. Je vais marcher encore un peu, attendre que le sable gèle mes pieds, qu’il m’enlise à m’en étouffer.

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I trailed feet on soaked sand, I enlisais myself little by little with the bitter taste in the mouth of these so dark days, heads of prow of this nauseating life. Each day which spent time wounded, each day more time completed me, and I always hoped that a day for me time would stop. They was soft but wearying to die in each second. From now on the daily newspaper and my state make me smile, I think that I would like to be obsessed by only one thing, that that would help me to think more of nothing. But simplest is of me to go from there, I will make a turn, I want to be alone. I will walk still a little, to wait until sand freezes my feet, that it enlise with me to choke me.

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I trailed feet on soaked sand, I enlisais myself little by little with the bitter taste in the mouth of these so dark days, heads of prow of this nauseating life. Each day which spent time wounded, each day more time completed me, and I always hoped that a day for me time would stop. They was soft but wearying to die in each second. From now on the daily newspaper and my state make me smile, I think that I would like to be obsessed by only one thing, that that would help me to think more of nothing. But simplest is of me to go from there, I will make a turn, I want to be alone. I will walk still a little, to wait until sand freezes my feet, that it enlise with me to choke me. automatically translated by google.com

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