Amélie-les-crayons ch veu blanc white hair

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When I saw you this morning at the bottom of my mirror
My eyes full of sleep finally I said to myself
That you were surely a reflection that comes and passes by
I found myself stupid again when I saw you there again at noon
After two hours of intense identification
I ended up drawing the sad conclusion
That I had to admit it
But that you had pushed on my head
Without asking my permission
permission
It's while my eyes plunged deep into my mirror
Widely awake this time, you between my fingers
After the shock, the astonishment is there 'no anxiety
And the question: what can I do with you?
When I imagine in passing that you are the eldest
Of a bunch of brothers who are going to show up
Should I sacrifice you
Or rather protect you
To delay their arrival?
their arrival
After two hours of intense meditation
I found you quite cute
A little touch of white is chic with black
It's maybe a little early but it's never too late
I'm happy to have found a companion
Who takes a little perspective in my songs
Not the weight of the years but
A sign of maturity
And I tell myself that to console myself
For myself reassure.

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