domingo, 5 de julho de 2015


Till you try
I cry for nothing
Till you do
I keep just looking,
Sometimes smiling,
Sometimes falling.
Till you are so far
I’m aware now
Completely aware.
Inside myself...
It hurts, of course,
It’s part of life,
But also growing
With pleasure.
A real delighted life
All the time.
Till the time goes on
Till your life’s the same.

       Escritos de guardanapo de 21 de janeiro de 1997. 

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