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distracted and the city

and half

the way

and among the people dream,

of see you again.

I watch those passers

all you like,

if not on the face

in more ...

do not know,

you,

each

speaks.

You are the echo of everything

and your reflection

is everywhere,

but I think of you next,

pretend,

or perhaps a little t'invento.

Because every moment

we were together,

I live a life

that has no border.

It's like a skyscraper

that rises above a river,

built in a few moments,

game,

or by mistake.

And now that I open my eyes,

to really experience,

six water has passed through,

you

and he

an 'illusion.

distracted and the city

to me already that you seek,

but if you go back,

certainly

I I would be the same,

and pretend Essert

alien and indifferent,

to lead one to seek

now
perhaps

in the midst of this

people.