are sitting next to you .. but you do not see me. why do not you need to see me. have next to you your greatest protection .. ah! the wise old Dumbledore .. yet another life lesson learned from him. you look at it while writing a computer and smile. the phone rings and you answer. do not know that number. but the voice. nod, consent. a day. an hour. a goal. half that for years no longer see. for fear of ghosts trapped behind the gates ... looking for support in his eyes .. find it in his mouth that ripple to form a face. this morning. alarm. I slept next to you, in the case you needed. leave the house quiet. retrace roads by heart, telling us relive moments and situations. here those gates. enter. that port. hesitates, but come on. eyes, which run fast along posters, faces, corridors.
seem to find those ghosts. they are locked into your heart. that place has nothing to fear. indeed. suddenly you feel at home, you feel free and happy.
in September will be difficult.
seem to find those ghosts. they are locked into your heart. that place has nothing to fear. indeed. suddenly you feel at home, you feel free and happy.
in September will be difficult.
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