Noise, chaos, ambulances, people with zeal, children who are neglected, famine, war, silence, absence, pain, crying, abandonment, depression, poverty, despair, heartbreak, desire ...
The clock does not tick over his quiet, now production is delayed and is relevant to wind the body to give up what has to last, you have to endure what must hold to be fairly fit for consumption, for the money, for the interests of large industries gray men.
There is no time for smiles full of surprise, admiration, tranquility, and no time for hugs with strangers as they cross their eyes on the street, and there time for talks about dreams and change, and do not fit in the cells of the soul, now we go into the cement.
Now we need time, we tried the magic technology to a warm embrace the soul, a constant haven for thoughts, a need to want to love and feel a kiss that will not return. Choose only to be convicted, voted with the conviction of wanting to live, bet on dreaming, dreaming to play, and play for laughs.
Mil seconds, a thousand seconds, a thousand seconds, a thousand seconds longer rechargeable billion seconds ago ... when I want to breath and soul, it is best to walk along Gardens-sleep, close your eyes and feel the wind without haste, with messages from the whispers of other voices that also invite us to fly, to desire and especially abir eyes and believe again.
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