I am not nothing. Never will I be nothing. I cannot want to be nothing. Aside from this, I have in me all the dreams of the world.
Italy
March 22, 2008
There is a principle of magic
Among the obstacles of heart
What sticks willingly
Among one evening that never dies
It is a bad night
Like a pack of Christmas
There is a principle of irony
In keeping cuddled
The most secret thoughts
And find them already revealed
And I was talking to myself
I am the one that
I provided them
How many things we do not know me
How many things that you may not know
How many things to bring together the journey
There is a principle of joy
Among the obstacles of heart
What I want to earn
Even when viewing the sea
As I leave abandon
A ridiculous thought
How many things we do not know me
How many things that you may not know
How many things to bring together the journey
How many things we do not know me
How many things you have to earn
How many things to throw in travel together
There is a principle of energy
What prompts me to rocking
Among my say and do my
And hear noise ago Make noise walk
Among the obstacles of heart
How many things we do not know me
How many things that you may not know
How many things to bring together the journey
How many things we do not know me
How many things you do not want to know
How many things to throw in travel together
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