if I still live today it is thanks to poetry it is for me a liberation it is my greatest passion without it to let off steam I would surely have killed
myself when the pain becomes unbearable I sit at the table I write everything that passes through my head whether it is beautiful or stupid I relieve myself I let off steam on my page
I must thank
poetry because it is it that keeps me alive then long live poetry!
Thank you to the first poet who on this fact
knew how to transmit to me the spark of poetry a little respite a chance at life.
