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Letters of Nothing: Do you remember ...

Do you remember ...

You remember
When you dreamed yet
When this mud pit
She'll hold you in waves gold plated

Remember
When the stars out
were still shooting
When they disfigured the night

You remember
When choked our injuries
In silence
In excess of our childhood confessions

Were more winter snow

summer She fell
She fell over
In icy feathers soft
In chills passionate

Remember
s'enrubannait Let nothing
From our clothes to stars
Carved our hands
our breaths tormented
In choppy water drops
riveted to our roll a bit frosty

Y had been more
Sun
We burned more eyes
We burned our most Norths
Cramant weaker than two
In dragonflies effortlessly
From foam yet still

You remember
That clinging
To our eyes
Our infinite were not far
planes surpassed
Our Roaring Forties
To our finished wandering

Remember
What are these yesterdays tomorrow.

Tilou Flaw: a poorly calibrated heart that beats within his chest .... But no matter because held in His Hand to her ... http://pititeshistoiressansconckence.blogspot.com/

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Dreams poorly anchored ... A short version

You want me to take you in my dreams but my dreams are connected to my travel to the other, my hand, that thing that I know. If I take you in my dreams, you'll find you you ... It may be uncool but you'll see your dreams to you too, with me ... Although, I'm not your dream, me. It will make you a consolation prize ... No?

Me, my illusions, they are buried by my modesty ... I know how it is misplaced, that one ... But what you want ... My chats with Morpheus' em put them under seal ... I'm afraid ... I'm afraid to say, the show ... Afraid to be next ... And perhaps, be proud of, too ...

I know. I know. All this is so entrenched ... I like the sailors on ships that never raise the anchor ... Remember that on the corner of the counter of a harbor, trips they have made, maybe a little true, maybe a little in their head ... They certainly did not invent everything ... But their reality is an adapted version ...

lie to yourself to avoid bad ... Find a reason, a script to turn this lame story in the history of blue sky.

Yes, I know ...
Tonight, maybe I dreamed ... But will I know if it is forgotten or if, in fact, is that my dreams do not work ...
But I most want to stay there, that I promise you ... I'll try to find the keys ... May be right under the doormat, who knows, but I must find my doorstep ...

Yes, I know ... Must stop to find false reasons ... Come on, I promise, I weighed anchor and I take the sea soon ...

* thank you *

Tilou Flaw: a poorly calibrated heart that beats within his chest .... But no matter because held in His Hand to her ... http://pititeshistoiressansconckence.blogspot.com/

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Yesterday I saw life through the mirror. An accelerated version in white and black. I felt like crying and I did. It was not sadness not even gaiety. It was something that you do not know which is yours by far, that breaks your head and put it into crumbs. And then you stop. You say ... there are still things to do. You're not alone ... even if Qu'ya still hope because there are some who make the determination. This rugged life. Not need insurance, we will fix it ... A bit like Mc Gyver (ah yes, he made you dream ...), we'll put pieces of tape on the crepe paper ... It will surely have a dirty mouth, your little man with round eyes ... But he eats fences, cobblestones, and he spent the ruts ... He will ascend this thing that you do not know really ... But what is at the bottom ... And this time, perhaps you will pass the bridge.

Tilou Flaw: a poorly calibrated heart that beats within his chest .... But no matter because held in His Hand to her ... http://pititeshistoiressansconckence.blogspot.com/