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Poème caché

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Je me noie dans l’horizon de ton corps, dunes de sables émouvants. Ton sourire cristallin résonne sous les étoiles pliantes, et font chavirer les peaux vendues des ours scolaires venant se jeter à nos pieds. Si seulement cela pouvait être l’hiver, ou l’été. Nos corps sont trop solides pour l’infini, qui s’enfuit déjà à tire d’ailes entre nos doigts emmêlés.

Impitoyablement, nous sommes orphelins de l’instant où nous nous sommes embrasés.

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Alice de Miramon

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Born in Dakar in 1973, Alice de Miramon is a French artist whose alluring works have been exhibited internationally. Through her enchanting and romantic paintings, de Miramon transports us to fascinating corners of the world; giving us a glimpse into her vast imagination.
Join us on our journey to discover the world of Alice de Miramon
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You’re very well travelled, and your works themselves are also invitations to travel, is this a source of inspiration for you?

I grew up with access to a variety of cultures and opportunities to travel. The possibility of jumping on a plane and discovering another world was always an option for me.

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