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May 17, 2014


How Does It Happen?

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There are many questions in the world with only one answer.

That answer is…

It just happens.

There is no reason for any of it at all.

It just happens.

It happens in a moment — everything does.

But then…

It happens again.

How did it happen that their lips cam together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

Victor Hugo

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  1. joelle fourcroy
    May 18 2014

    Merci Carlos pour ce joli poème et cette belle phrase de Victor Hugo bien illustrée. Oui cela arrive les bonnes choses , la brise qui fait frémir les branches des arbres .


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