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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-05-14 | [Este texto, tienes que leerlo en english] | I shut my stupid mouth and close my eyes... caressing every thought that passes through my head, every person that blessed my being with the touch I was offered to keep... some people made me laugh, some of them made me cry for their tears... I love... and I am no longer afraid of it. I care.... and even though it brings me the worry of having more to lose, I just feel happy to keep near me the smiles of the persons that got me to be what I really am. I just can't keep inside this beautiful feeling, a love that was held back... For now, I don't have my Someone...I craved for the ones that I just couldn't have... The ones that wouldn't let me love them... I stopped my mercy for myself, that kept me too much in touch with what I egoistically desired, And I finally agreed with my soul - there should be no regrets, but the roots of a new love inside Of both of US: sometimes I get so far away from IT and we need to get in peace with each other again. Happy thoughts... Only happy words... The beauty of me, the beautiful people around - different realities of "Me", of different kind of Gods, that I want to enjoy, that I can't keep apart from... Why not...loving madly without any fear? Why not...enjoying all that I have been created to give and fear less? There is music flowing inside my body, there are songs in my heart beatings, There is the hard smell of lily in the spring and the warm, silent smell of tulips... The smell of strawberries that give me the red colour of my lips... An infinite opened eye that finds the light in itself - all the beautiful dreams I can create around. I love... with no hard questions, and no special reasons but the wonder of existing - a form of seeing the Universe through a gorgeously distorted mirror.
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