Infinitos los veo, elementales
ejecutores de un antiguo pacto,
multiplican el mundo como el acto
generativo. Insomnes y fatales.
J.L Borges (fragmento)
J.L Borges (fragmento)
martes, 31 de mayo de 2011
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* Remembering You fallen into my arms Crying for the death of your heart You were stone white So delicate Lost in the cold You were always so lost in the dark Remembering You how you used to be Slow drowned You were angels So much more than everything Hold for the last time then slip away quietly Open my eyes But I never see anything
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1 comentario:
muy buena foto, los colres, la simetria, el reflejo de la luz en el piso, lastima que sos tan chueco jaja
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