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August 15th
I'm walking on the rails
I'm cheating death
While brushing past the Corail train1
Which missed me once again
I'm not really in good spirits
It's sunny outside
I'm walking on the rails
I'm still wearing on my body
Your old shirt
Which itches like hell
I'm not really in good spirits
It's sunny outside
And it warms my body
I'm walking on the rails
And I'm cheating fate
Just like a very old animal
I'm still holding on
I'm not doing so well, in general
It's sunny outside
I'm walking on the rails
Just like a matador
From port side, I'm derailing
To starboard
Far from the admiral ship
It's sunny outside
And it warms my body
"Paris, August 15th
I'm writing to you from the Bristol2
Where I ate my breakfast alone
A salad without sauce, disgusting
This summer is endless
It's a rotten summer, even
So yeah, I left yesterday
I left you a note on the black chest of drawers in the entrance
I'd like to explain everything
But of course, it's not so simple
It's complicated, even
I'm not asking for anything, naturally
And anyway, I hate to beg
I'll call you in a few days
I'll let you some time to deal with it
I'm doing fine
Don't stay alone
Try to meet with friends"
crimson_antics✕
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