milmariposas @ 2006-03-30T16: 46:00
have wings. You walk through a wheat field caressing the yellow shoots. The breeze is not cold nor hot. It is warm, it lets you think clearly. Everything is beam bright with the setting sun from the horizon smiling at you. Adios only momentary.
descalzarte can not but you can let your hair to fly free as long as your eyes close to the warmth that awakens the golden landscape.
got a lot of freedom in your eyes, smiling alone.
got a lot of love in your hands, as now, as always, as before.
That this is your place, your private paradise for happy moments, to remind you that you exist, and that the rest does not matter.
Night falls, and are not afraid. In this vast field only you inhabit.
No one and nothing can hurt you. Everything is open, without limits, without shields.
may not create barriers. They may not break your career to the sun. Today is
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