Days, weeks, and months, and years lie ahead of us to conquer towns, cities, oceans, seas. The sky perhaps we can touch. Oh, my love... How I wish I was close to God! Breathe the air that enters you and that's it? in me? always about to fall. It's not where you are but where you want to go, the fleeting vision that guides us where to go Oh, my love... How I wish I was close to you. Breathe the air that enters you and that's it... I don't know? why? imagine? that we were united and I sat down better. But here? I'm so alone in life that I better go. I'm going to leave all the things I don't need to carry where they are. If there is nowhere to go. Nothing more to see and feel. Where to go?

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