sexta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2012

Blue fingers of time touching in flames at watches, dogs sleeping inside brains,
Science is quiet at blood facts in television, wild atmosphere, ants and hedges
Beside clouds in tunders of smoke in eletric lights coming from the sun, warns
Flying in the wings of birds, fame is beauty as one wine, foxes opening scenes
At movies, cigarretes and sheeps in the grass, the life suddenly begins to be
Breathing graves, flames, iron as a snow falling down, the rain beside of us,
The water that i drank, the angels and deaths, everything needs to pass at
Thise rivers, oceans in waves of earths, soil and vains, a heart, over all, our soul!

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