The sun enters
through my window,
and its rays
invades my ideas.
Whirlwinds of light
give birth to thoughts,
which are born
with the dawn.
The darkness
takes wing,
and
I can see
what I couldn't
understand before.
@ 2008-02-24 – 06:05:03
The sun enters
through my window,
and its rays
invades my ideas.
Whirlwinds of light
give birth to thoughts,
which are born
with the dawn.
The darkness
takes wing,
and
I can see
what I couldn't
understand before.
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