this is where it happens, it is also cold, the kettle whistles, this is the end of the game, players return to the locker room, some are happy, some are sad, green lawn is alone, he going to rain, how to plan, life is uncertain, yesterday I was near her, today I am far from knowing what happens, I try to wake up, but it does not come, yet I wake up there at least two hours, I'm still asleep, I had coffee, I'm still asleep, I ate bread and butter, I'm not hungry anymore, I'm between two states, Niger and Mali, France and Spain, green and brown, it's fall, I'm here, is not glorious, it is a state within a state, it is an intersection I am at a crossroads, soon I will be forced to choose, but for now we must be in a position to take a decision, it is not easy, it comes in the night, I dream, I I wake up, everything falls apart, my body rises, we rise together, but half of me remained asleep, I'm knocking on the door of my brain to tell him it's time, knock , toc, this is the vacuum of space, I hear breathing, everything goes well, I'll have to wake up one day, be able to speak, to see what I can see, hear what I hear the pleasure and joy of living