Dear France,
You are my birthplace,
I've got some of you in me.
But coming back to your land,
I don't feel at home.
You are beautiful,
You are strong,
You hold many battle and victory,
But it seems foreign to me.
I don't recognize your people.
I don't recognize your waters.
I don't recognize your ground.
I don't recognize your sky.
Am I from here? Is it real? Is it a dream?
Om Shanti.
tes vrais racines sont surement ailleurs !
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