10 de dez. de 2008

I can't see New York

This monitor screen of mine is a mirror, which is a window running two timelines. That side shows me you — you are singing — and your future, that can be very bright. This side, only reflects a shadow, so I can not tell my timelime, as I can not see me.

I look you and I feel sometinhg that is a mixture compounded by: Love, Pride, Jealous, Envy, Melancholy and Jive.

I'm afraid the proportions, though, is unfair and there's more of hurt than anything else. And I'm very proud of you.


Good luck.
I won't expect hearing from you the same, as you not listening in the first place.
You can travel alone. you can fly alone. You are.

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