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Chapitre 5 : Pour répondre (Pragmatisme)
And so,
the puppet fled to the sky the chick so desired,
to that cramped, dark world.
Yes…
A sky for the puppet to be safe from hurt, to smile from the heart.
A place where no one would trample them, no one hurt them,
no force compel them, no need to change.
A new world where they could fly.
That day,
The chick knew well enough it likely would never be.
The chick implored the puppet, who vowed to fight:
No sky is worth seeing you hurt.
So the puppet, too, fled to that same cage.
Until we find a way to create that sky,
so thought the puppet in the stifling world.
Thought and only thought…
Doubtful and wavering, finding nothing sought,
the puppet still thought about that promise:
That day,
in a new land, gazing at the heavens above,
seeing the baby bird spread its wings and smile,
the empty puppet—the sky—Sora—
Partie 1
Références
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