Death: then he closed his eyes.

He closed his eyes without giving the address of his new home, without guaranteeing that he would talk with us, he closed his eyes, to let us open them otherwise! Death, whether one accepts it or curses it is an obligatory passage! An end that marks, A last page that closes the end of the book.

Where were you?

  Knock while there's still time. I'll open it. Photo taken in Vendée 2019. Today it's so easy to write” rest in peace” than to write “how are you?” It's so easy to find kind words in front of a grave than to give a letter of recommendation! It's so much easier to find time …

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