𝐌.
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𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘦 — 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘯.
June 18, 2025 at 2:08 PM
![Nascut din apa
On raconte qu’un matin d’août, la mer était d’huile. C’était un de ces jours où l’on entend les bat… cloches des bo… anciennes…
[Une photo de voilier dissimule le texte]
Un matin, elle a dit qu’elle voulait visiter le haut du village. Voir l’église, les ruelles. Elle est sortie sans valise.
Elle n’est jamais revenue.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:c3hzohbx2b3vpoj4omwwl5r2/bafkreieijhgbnqujyvnx7ovtsmbump3nmov3zogy37r3ktld5abwr4oopa@jpeg)
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𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐑. 𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑.
it is so much 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 when a
light goes out than it would
have been if it had 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 shone.
𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐑. 𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑.
it is so much 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 when a
light goes out than it would
have been if it had 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 shone.
June 9, 2025 at 9:13 AM
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𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐑. 𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑.
it is so much 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 when a
light goes out than it would
have been if it had 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 shone.
𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐑. 𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑.
it is so much 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓 when a
light goes out than it would
have been if it had 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 shone.