• Jean Cocteau Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
    Jean Cocteau
    French writer 1889-1963
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Jean Cocteau - Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. by : Jean Cocteau

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mountains-with-lake Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
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