And I wonder ..., my friend.
And I wonder ... friend.
That was you ...?
Perhaps the road is narrow
and follow the established fear.
To return to your home
and visit your friends.
may seek green pastures where
lie down,
and just miss
in your dreams and fantasies. Where
not impose barriers,
with clear, sunny days
where there is darkness.
That place exists
friend
thou shalt not look
I always carry with you ...
you just have to look inward
and rescue,
for in your heart you to find it.
Angels Martínez
July 2010
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