La tinta verde crea jardines, selvas, prados,
follajes donde cantan las letras,
palabras que son árboles,
frases que son verdes constelaciones. Octavio Paz
27 agosto, 2006
summerstorm
song of the day: Flames, by Vast
close your eyes... there's no reason to pretend...
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I close them. I try not to pretend. I know you're there. That makes me happy. I open them. I smile.
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