Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a hawk in the sky. Living was an earthen jar of water in the dust of the threshing with the grain flailed out and the chaff blowing.

Rang	Nom	Mots/mn	Age	Ville	Pays	Points
	AKHLAGHI FARSI, Andrea	163,38	24	Toulouse		100
	CRISTESCU, Andrei	146,32	42	Bucuresti		58
	TANPIENGCO, Francisco	124,43	22	Tacloban City		32
4	FEBVAY, Jean-Didier	119,07	43	Remiremont		28
5	CLIFTON, Julian	97,03	44	Greendale		11
6	MARTIN, John	94,23	25	Granby		9