Thursday, August 28, 2008

Tinkerbell Invitations Program

alone with me I start with the brake pulled

Lately I find myself walking alone, walking hand in hand with myself in the thoughts of tripping.

seems strange but only in those moments I have the illusion of being in a city that is not mine. And I like it.

I like to think one day, everywhere. Free.

Any place will do until it is too tight space inside me.

And tonight singing with her .

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