My sense are open
I can touch
I can feel
I can smell
Before
after
in the morning
or the night
Where are you?
I can´t touch
I can´t smell
I can´t feel
Where I am?
here in the
best place
my self
That you has called arts is not much than ecos from the soul. Caminar en los bordes de la realidad , es caminar por la vida.
31.3.07
29.3.07
A new day to live
It is beautiful to be a life
been 3 or 44 years old
it is beautiful
feel love
in our heart
a real free love
Have my hands
to give warm
to the childrens
to the trees
be mother
be woman
exist in the middle
of this complex world
Love the past
and love the present
love the time
although this time not shining
been 3 or 44 years old
it is beautiful
feel love
in our heart
a real free love
Have my hands
to give warm
to the childrens
to the trees
be mother
be woman
exist in the middle
of this complex world
Love the past
and love the present
love the time
although this time not shining
The miracle
Our daugthers
our sons
are our hope
Make peace
make love
make a better
world
sounds naiv
but is real
Love
your brother
and your sister
more than you do with
other things
our sons
are our hope
Make peace
make love
make a better
world
sounds naiv
but is real
Love
your brother
and your sister
more than you do with
other things
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