domingo, 4 de janeiro de 2009

A light of Ink

A light of words. Light usually guides you through a path of darkness, but you must know what to do. Move slowly and with caution, hoping that your compass is not de-magnetized. Leadership and shyness. The ultimate guide to survival. One mistery hard to solve.



Once you think in those past actions, those past conversations then all comes to your mind clear as water. The race is on. That reminds me an old story, old ligns of writting and ink. Someone, somewhere with only the horizon, sun and moon for company. The mourning cloud with that shape, known to you. You look outside. It´s always about you! She used to say that often, but now H. was just lost. Did not know what to do or to say. Or even what to write. He felt a void in his soul.





And a naked soul is love´s next victim

And a naked heart is invisble to human eye

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