Sunday, October 12, 2008

Wandering...

Não é tão-somente a existência que faz com que sejamos senão a consciência de que somos.


The essence of oneself remains untouched while it carries on the flame of belief that one day those who care and love will understand.
The instant of reluctantly fear that bothers the peace of a heart that found quietness may tremble the earth that is holding the roots. Two hazy eyes hide behind the bush and the body finds no way to cuddle.




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