Pattern, cut, path, normalized

In a new way that I did fortunately take I feel the chosen wavelength on the everyday music tumbling over my ears. Felt a bit too much gravity and shining star, brighter each time. Where are the beautiful circling around the little puzzling artefact leaved by the others leaf going each and other way burning the hand of the light and remarks that leave others kind of surprise. It was a soft touches that blind me up.

Sometimes but not always I did open and close my eyes to brightened little assumptions over the tracks full of rest of bottle on the way toward. From another world, completely going forever.

Over a sigh of brush, time to go from a feeling to another ones. Did everything just stop there and always come back somewhere else, marking the little ground.

Love sight, love stay, love underwent.

Sometimes but not always,

It will go, and come back again.

The amazing time spending

It’s the way that I look onto what is good and what makes everything a little more confused. Hopefully I hope that I did my best to recognize the good time I was simply using the knowledge and it was fun. The whole entire circle was a bit overwhelming but clearer. The time I was looking to manage all little failure as there was not there, really. The long burning sun that look bright lighten. Fun part was the signing and the burning coffee. Look into the best craving of freezing cold. It was brighten all the right stuff. The knowledge was fun to be with. The rest was all sumptuous and good care. Sometimes it don’t told all the stories but still feel like a good time peacing out. Each days as a new one. I Have a lots of commitment. I really like the moment and found at least a way to cope. It’s great stuff always take the time to look in the good manner.

A little track with a little poem

Here a little track with a quick poem…
Hopefully it’s pretty cryptic.

 

Coming to this town
Fooling all around
She is a lifted stars

It’s a pretty good life
Everything seem to be crashing in the sky

No more tears have vanished so quick
It go beyond reach
Another breaking sound

Where do she come so clearly
That it disappear so quick?

There is no way to be left down
It coming better that way
Tomorrow is maybe better than yesterday

 

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