terça-feira, 3 de novembro de 2009

Bright eyes

"Try and look up
You will see
The ceiling is still the sky

In the light bulbs
Remain the stars

The ground is not made
Of soil since ages

And souless bodies
Greet you on the streets

You don’t have to answer
Don’t have to surrender

Your eyes
Your bright eyes
Were made to look up"

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