A few lines from the end of the last book ever written by Edouard Levé:
To please pleases me
To displease displeases me
To be indifferent is indifferent to me
Age overtakes me
Youth abandons me
Memory remains with me
Happiness precedes me
Sadness follows me
Death waits for me
Well, death will have to wait a while for me J
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