nothing a pair of scissors can't fix

brings me back a book on holocaust poetry complete with pictures, then tells me to get ready for the rain

beyond the horizon

Beyond here lies nothin'
nothin' but the moon and stars..

bad

When you came in the air went out and all those shadows there filled up with doubt.

toutes cettes choses

Je ne peux pas dire l’effet que tu me fais
Mais vrai tu me fais un drôle d’effet