I would like to learn from the wind to breathe, from the rain to fall, from the current to take things where they don't want to go and to have the patience of the waves to come and go, to start flowing again.
A plane passes quickly and I stop to think about all those who leave, run away or are suspended for days, months, years in which you feel like someone who is ? lost between objectives every time more? great.
It happens because, in an instant everything else becomes invisible, meaningless and unattainable for me, it happens because? I pretend that everything is always fine but I don't think so deep down.
Will we go back to having more? time, and to walk the streets we have chosen, which sometimes hurt, to have the patience for the waves to come and go, and you can't understand.
It happens because, in an instant everything else becomes invisible , meaningless and unattainable for me, it happens even if the wind takes everything away with it, living and starting to flow again
start flowing again
start flowing again
start flowing again

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