Glistening sands shine like gold
Here
I breathe
The fragrance of blue sea
There
I leave
The trace of Brittany
Je suis ici
On the map
In the chateau
With verdant trees
Embroidered carpets
Spread across the old street
Cobbles
Accordion
And summer festivities
Weave
A perpetual time line
Full of scintillating eves
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