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quarta-feira, 26 de agosto de 2009

To accept the invisible in my life
it is a thing I would like to see...
The time goes by
I don’t get ripe in my core
There is still an open space waiting
For some incomprehensible reason
I am still there waiting
Floating in my grand dream...
Sometimes like today
I hope the strawberries's taste will wake me up

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