I regularly wonder if the child that I was would be proud of the adult that I have become. If he would be happy to spend a moment with me, If he would laugh at my antics, If he would agree with my choices, If he would feel respected, reassured by my side, If I still have the innocence of his gaze, the sincerity of his words, If like him, I still believe in my dreams and those of others ... Come and find or rediscover with me our desire to play together!

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