You feel empty
There comes a small bird
You take it
It satisfies you
You are happy
You don't regret it
But there comes another bird
It is blue
You wish you had the blue bird
And so you go
Being
A human being
Sou a poesia que me habita.
segunda-feira, 10 de junho de 2013
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