Ohhh I am here!!! Its so strange to see myself through your eyes and mind to see me...with no friend alone and free! haha, it's a bit sad isn't it? but it's ok. thanks for the beautiful poem!:)
Rafael is out, out of the world, out of himself, out of everybody. Poetry doesn't mean anything to me when it loses its heart. To be proud of letters, of blogs, of nothing, while all his family is suffering the pain of his death? Why did he die? What for? Probably to hurt the people who more loved him in his short life...
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Ohhh I am here!!! Its so strange to see myself through your eyes and mind to see me...with no friend alone and free! haha, it's a bit sad isn't it? but it's ok. thanks for the beautiful poem!:)
Rafael is out, out of the world, out of himself, out of everybody. Poetry doesn't mean anything to me when it loses its heart. To be proud of letters, of blogs, of nothing, while all his family is suffering the pain of his death? Why did he die? What for? Probably to hurt the people who more loved him in his short life...
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