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People in love are…

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  …just ordinary people believing life can be nothing but extraordinary. Can it be? You tell me… * foto de Oprisco @ Olhar Clínico

In English please...

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She liked to watch smoke going up in dizzy spirals up in the air. She forgot about time and space and just imagined herself going up in the smoke and then sliding down the thick white rings. She felt lonely from time to time. With her lethal pack of cigarettes for only company. They couldn't ease her pain and loneliness, but at least they made her imagine she was just a little girl playing in an imaginary playground made of smoke. "Smoking is bad for your health" , Jack said every now and then. " So why do you also smoke Jack?" " Do what I say, don't do what I do..." " Just give me a break Jack..." And he smiled that incredible, unforgettable smile. And all her inside melted, not even keeping her bad girl frown up on her face. Yeah... she was addicted to his smile. Stronger than nicottine. She could give up smoking in a glympse, but she could hardly breathe without the memory of his smile. But that night she was just lonel...

Sky... heaven... dream... wish... or desire?

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I had a dream last night. I dreamt that the Earth was over, and all that was left was sky Everybody lived in the sky, I don't know why... The air was good, everything in place, like it should But... strange. Everything was gone Suddenly I saw no one! And I was alone With you... in the sky. We did things that couldn't ever be Secret, forbidden things, you see... I woke up. The sky was high and I... Down Earth below... But I wonder... When will I dream again? When will I be able to fly high... up in the sky... And be what I want to be With no one around to see... ...but you? Maybe if I close my eyes again... Imagem retirada do blog Bocados de Tudo .