A alma do Mar
Entre palavras e pensamentos, um achado. Tesouro escondido que nunca será de um todo encontrado.
segunda-feira, 19 de abril de 2010
no thing at all.
I´m so out of myself... wonder if I would like to go back there today.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe now, or never.
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I'd like to be a bird.
To be poetry.
To be water and sound.
I would like to be the wind
and away.
And near.
And never.
And now.
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