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Date: 2021-10-31
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DocType: "Personal"
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parent:: [[@Personal projects]]
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```button
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name Save
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type command
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action Save current file
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id Save
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```
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^button-LifeMementoSave
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# Life mementos
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```toc
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style: number
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max_depth: 6
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```
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### Simplicité
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```ad-quote
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title: *Frédéric Chopin*
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> Après avoir joué une grande quantité de notes, toujours plus de notes, c’est la simplicité qui émerge comme une récompense venant couronner l’art
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```
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```ad-quote
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title: *Louise Attaque*
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> Faut pas se laisser gagner par l'euphorie de croire que l'on est un homme important.
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```
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### Paternité
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```ad-quote
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title: *Bob Dylan*, **The times, they are a-changin**, 1964
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> Come mothers and fathers
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> Throughout the land
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> And don’t criticize
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> What you can’t understand
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> For your sons and your daughters
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> Are beyond your command
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> Your old road is
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> Rapidly agin’.
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> Please get out of the new one
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> If you can’t lend your hand
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> For the times they are a-changin’, they are a-changin’,
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```
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Why not as a :gift: gift to [[MRCK|Boubinou]] for a first child
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### Integrité
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```ad-quote
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title: *Rudyard Kipling*, **If**, 1910
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> If you can keep your head when all about you
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> Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
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> If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
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> But make allowance for their doubting too;
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> If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
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> Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
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> Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
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> And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise
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### Closure
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```ad-quote
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title: Street of London
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> CONGRATULATIONS TO EVERYONE WHO MOVED
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ON WITHOUT THE GENUINE APOLOGY
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OR CLOSURE THEY DESERVED.
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THAT'S SO HARD, BE PROUD OF YOURSELF.
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```
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