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The media file displays a French poem presented as white text on a vibrant magenta background. The font is a clear, sans-serif style, evenly spaced and left-aligned. There are no images or visual elements other than the text itself. The poem appears to be divided into stanzas, with blank lines separating sections. The content of the poem speaks of a "flower born of a sweet chance," an individual from Italy whose heart beats elsewhere, and the idea of two souls finding each other as "exiles." It describes someone who has disrupted "dull habits" like "June rain on dry, firm land," and concludes with a hopeful sentiment about counting days and "51 heartbeats before your gaze." The final line ends with two periods.

The visible text is:
"fleur née d'un hasard doux,
Tu as poussé dans le creux d'un
jour flou.
Italie t'abrite, mais ton cœur bat
ici,
Entre mes lignes, entre mes
silences, entre mes nuits.

On s'est trouvés comme des
âmes en exil,
Toi, l'étrangère familière, moi,
l'inattentif fragile.
Tu es venue bousculer mes
habitudes ternes,
Comme une pluie de Juin sur
une terre sèche et ferme.
Je ne compte plus les jours, je
les sculpte en espoir,
51 battements avant ton regard.
.."
FM-nn13I3

Jun 3, 2026

Casablanca, Morocco

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tenderness
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The media file displays a French poem presented as white text on a vibrant magenta background. The font is a clear, sans-serif style, evenly spaced and left-aligned. There are no images or visual elements other than the text itself. The poem appears to be divided into stanzas, with blank lines separating sections. The content of the poem speaks of a "flower born of a sweet chance," an individual from Italy whose heart beats elsewhere, and the idea of two souls finding each other as "exiles." It describes someone who has disrupted "dull habits" like "June rain on dry, firm land," and concludes with a hopeful sentiment about counting days and "51 heartbeats before your gaze." The final line ends with two periods. The visible text is: "fleur née d'un hasard doux, Tu as poussé dans le creux d'un jour flou. Italie t'abrite, mais ton cœur bat ici, Entre mes lignes, entre mes silences, entre mes nuits. On s'est trouvés comme des âmes en exil, Toi, l'étrangère familière, moi, l'inattentif fragile. Tu es venue bousculer mes habitudes ternes, Comme une pluie de Juin sur une terre sèche et ferme. Je ne compte plus les jours, je les sculpte en espoir, 51 battements avant ton regard. .."

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