the night speaks the truth

only when you sleep

but i'll say it plain

as day for you:

it's just darkness

surrounding a few

small beams of light

it's just empty space

surrounding a few

tiny bits of dirt

and we're lucky enough

to be standing on

some earth while some

light shines on us

for a moment

so dance

on this spot where

cold rain sometimes

soaks our heads

before the light passes,

before the ground gives,

while it's still dangerous.

while it's still dangerous, you can be proud

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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