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My eyes stings as I refuse to blink, wanting to capture it all, wanting to memorize it all. 

The white in blue, Different shades of skies.

The dead and silent as well as the living and shuffling, the leaves fluttering. 

The never stopping gliding through the winds and the tired one sitting at the branch feeling the winds, the birds. 

The softness and the harshness of the world, the winds. 

The one who is walking fast, cursing it and the one who is silently walking is enjoying it.

Everything, i want to memorize everything.

 I want to live every life, the life of the one who is happy and even the life of the one who is sad. 


CHASING ( BLUES )Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora