novembro 20, 2010

my dear,

you will find your way back to home,to where we all belong.
and all that constant frustration will leave your heart and soul,
all that impotence felling will turn into relief  and all that blurry
view of th future will turn into little glances of  silver feathers,
floating in the wind of good hope.
And don't fear my love, I will be there holding you in case you just
won't trust that your life is finally heading the right place,just in case you
have lost the hope that in any way that could ever happen.




dedicated to the greatest friend.

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