le pauvre Camille (le_chouchou) wrote in mourir_libre,
le pauvre Camille
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How nostalgic one gets for summer. White wine breathing in glasses, and green leaves on the chestnut trees.

Speaking of my own inestimable contributions to Liberty, Fraternity, and, you know, other things: I came across a straw-bottomed chair in a café recently. The urge struck me-- a speech was starting, at the very tips of my fingers. I could feel it forming, gloriously. The trouble isn't, of course, at the tips of my fingers... 
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