sexta-feira, 25 de maio de 2012

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WAY...

No more will paint in this air my when
here comes the rain and it will wash all

No more live in the base of with-the-if
this concept was blowed in last fall

To try follow against the "whys" can be an ideal
but answers born in the nothing are breaking the natural

And I'm following;

while time is flying
or popping glass clocks...



(R.Braga Herculano)

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