if you spend
enough time
trying to
figure out who
  you are

you'll discover
yourself

and your self
will not give two
damns about
knowing who
  you are

and you will
wonder
how long
can these cool
winds blow

and you will
let the lord
have those blue
skies

take his heart
with veins
hanging like
long
dripping
wet
brown hair

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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