quinta-feira, 15 de março de 2012

Hearing

Sometime around midnight, I didn't fell asleep. I turned over, again and again, in my bed, wondering about tomorrow. I'm under pressure and I want to go away, walking in the sand, watching the sea, hearing and feeling the wind, closing my eyes, earning some peace of mind. The noise of all that explodes in my head and I reach my quiet place. Or not.

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