Vanishing
as a thought,
as my body, as my running blood, as a song,
becoming nothing more.
Then I start living in these grounds, this land.
as a thought,
as my body, as my running blood, as a song,
becoming nothing more.
Then I start living in these grounds, this land.
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domingo, junho 12, 2011
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