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time I paddled it in a mature stage of man, but I feel more and more like a child, one does not know how to protect yourself; I do not know how to enjoy their rights; do not like crowded places; do not want do not want to do; do not believe that true love will happen in my body; can not hold the fate of my happiness ... ...
these seem to have occupied all my heart, until now, those people cry, so that the lives of desperate people still raid my defenseless mind.
was in love and vows on the draft paper, the long and bumpy journey to follow suit on the same have become soft, but also with the dandelion as strong, scattered in different places every corner and crevice, and then secretly grow, flourish and wither and die.
After a struggle in the soul of the process, and then disappear, when one day suddenly remembered, will feel it has its own mystery.
night when,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], looking out the silent stars, and feel afraid; life to be a child, life do not know their dates of death, life can not complete the mission given to the life and growth of the sharp change.
remember who sang a song G clarify
There are too many things that are not the answer. Which always seems to have flashed from my eyes leaving only speculation, it is always only as a dinner conversation, consumption of life,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], or draw happiness, the noisy sound of the last child into nothing.
when others succeed, I know I have lost too many things, one can compensate for my innocence during that era, I thing that the owner unknowingly drowning, and no longer appear, but I do not have shed a tear.
I said that I killed someone else in mind the child, the child has already lost in the nineties. The unknown city.
boy grew up and blurred the concept of the child, he is now a lot of time in bed meditation on the story of the child, the child's language.
a person from a child into a mature man is a painful thing, that one day we no longer touched touched us, we might just walk out from the child's dream come; one day we do not hit the glass and then chaos when the chair fell,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], we sharpen the kingdom from the children out; one day, we are far away from home is no longer attached to distant relatives,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], we had our infant and children's planning to open boundaries; one day we learned In the lonely all together, and the children the rules we have barriers.
children and the elderly will understand vision for the future and recall the past of struggle, they hurried over the youth do not slack off and has never regretted it, because they start thinking about his own lack of time and lost before the .
Orchid house in the middle of the night in front of an open quietly, and someone who never collected the seed, straw scattered field was one place, no one would ever get a burning fire them, attracted large crowd children, in the mountains in the rain, rotting litter, no one came to retrieve them to cook.
those kids grow up, come back every year, but never saw them smile like a child. They say they only younger children by their heart buried deep in the deep memory, nowhere to be found.
2006-1-21
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