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domingo, novembro 21, 2010

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When we fight against each other – all the energy of this world turns to burn those things we helped to build.




When we can’t find things we did together or the bridge which made us feel closer: the path we stepped to cross over the other side fades in the mists – and all the world becomes so huge to be filled with warmth, an inmmensity impossible to embrace with two human arms as simple as these;



Then we stare at the drops of paint all over the walls, feeling how ugly they have become... the picture which was being created there fading and disappearing inside the realm of the things which could have been but we'll never get to know.








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