M. Nature, I called you, but maybe you didn’t
understand it. Don't pretend that
you’re ‘deaf’ cause I know that you are not, or you'll make me scream! Please do, please do something. Take it. Avoid it. Just don't let that happen… He can’t fall this window, this tiny
hole of life! Come here, man, do not fall. Do-not-fall. You have to fly firstly… The
world has to see you flying (I saw you training, and your flight is so beautiful…). You’re younger… You’re one of my few sweeties.
You CANNOT fall! You are a good boy with a big smile and a huge heart. I know
boy, relying on me, I’ve been far. But, actually, here inside, in this fluid
space of thoughts and feelings, where the life really happens… I’ve always been
there: Cheering for you, wishing your happiness. I was sad when you looked sad and very happy
when you looked happy. A large slice of my happiness is
your condition of happiness. Nature, you have to do something. ‘Cause if you’ve heard an ‘I Love you’,
if you’ve seen sweet eyes, I
mean, those sweet eyes… You’ll understand what I'm saying.
sábado, 7 de junho de 2014
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