There are few people who meet so many eyes, as they go about their lives.
Today, you’re telling me that you wished more for yourself, that you dreamed about pushing your career further.
What is the point ? Tell me, and where would you go, anyway,
When you can’t see what is in front of you here ?
Every encounter is a travel.
Every pupil is an unknown destination.
Haven’t you learned to read the infinite landscapes unfolding behind those eyes ?
I guess have even dared to imagine such an horizon.
Now tell me, how many lives would have been required for you to meet so many eyes ?
Franck Joseph
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