Tuesday, February 13, 2007

2nd Day

Another day on treasureless storm of ideas; i search solace on an empty space.

- Why have you lost your senses on line?!

- Where´s your food for thoughts?!

The tree´s hugg me closely to my heart and i surround myself to vanity.

- Give me the purest form of infinite wisdom.

- Lost on a bottle; i collide myself into empty spaces.

- Vicious girl of lime; give me what was mine.

On two trees of thought; i´ve tired to find refuge all over the palce; but only found fire walking with me.







- CARRY THE LOGS.

- GIVE ME THE LIME...


(Text : Manuel Espirito Santo)
(Image: Rodrigo de Oliveira)

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