This blog is a record of the revival that I´ve had with the help of letters in complicity with the dawn, because when we feel alone, dawn is the friend who first appears!
2013-01-29
The "here" of the Horizon
I flew, I left the dream that is reborn from a wounded heart
Traveled through clouds that invited me not to return...
...I found nothing on the horizon.
I went too far, to go back for what?
The day was suffocating, the endless night...
...and nothing on the horizon.
I stopped. Searching so far, why?
I opened my eyes and woke up.
And the chains from this dream held me,
And not so far away, I found you
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