sábado, setiembre 23, 2006

Gray cloud time whispers through my window. Sounds that it seems it says:
Someone has abandoned us. We don't know who.
After the time the wind could kill us and no crying would be heard for seeing our children dead, we forgot to sing. Ages had passed and now we shout, to hear we sense something, to feel inside something extinct outside.
Gray cloud time surrenders to my breath. Seems that Life is the only sound.

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