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fimmtudagur, maí 10, 2007 a shelter i can see

like a life with growing glowing wide wings
the birds flew through time
remembered that old statement
"through your eyes i'll escape"
i didn't forget what i said
though i will forget tomorrow's dream

memories fade
so do the birds
and the time
and you

rafael at 2:41 f.h.

da memória.