If I had to show the inside (like a vest), perhaps you saw the darkest night.
Or, who knows ... the original explosion.
A light wind would blind your eyes forever.
not be surprise for you, we've changed clothes many times. You and I have used, together, the same clothes many times.
The suit, to sail, covered in seaweed, dream suit, snowy, the suit of the doubt, covered with trails that branch, like that garden, Borges, that we read long ago. Remember?
Then the time will come to us. You and I will be clockwise. Will join the trail. Every second will have a different name.
And every turn will be a life. Like every day, today.
If I had to show the reverse (like a jacket), Perhaps you saw the darkest night.
Or, Who Knows ... the original explosion. A lighted wind
That Would blind your eyes forever. It Would Not Be
surprise for you, We Have Already changed clothes many times. You and I Have the Same suit worn together many times. The suit
to sail, cover with algae, the suit to dream, Covered with snow, the suit of the Doubt, cover with forking paths, Like That Borges's garden, we read long ago. "Do you remember?
Then the time will come to us. You and I will be the hands of the clock. Will
join the paths. Every second Will Have A Different name.
and Every turn, Will Be a life. Like Every Day, today.
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