Saturday, August 19, 2006




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Your words make me die. I can see how beautiful life is. And born again. In another place. Rain has gone. Is. Really is. The truth I'm carring inside me is this now. Having kittens, always. I'm still someone who loves. Young. Like my words. Like myself.


Spring comes. By the air. I smell it

fresh perfum. Now it's my time do receive. And at the same time, remember me. Time at time. My kind voice didn't change. And repete and repete and repete. Again and again. I'll have good moments in my live, everyday of my live. My short life. And they'll be all mine.

I was so fool in apologize. You helped me to build the new Universe. I keep on with poetry, fighting very hard, day by day. Night by night.

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