On the road leading to the dolphins. By Forrest
touching substantial shares.
numbers who know of memories.
of a pickup truck that runs for fifteen years the continent.
The laugh escaped from
And before arriving.
the dolphins. Do you
beach shells.
Billions and billions.
Bits of houses underwater.
intact.
or crushed. All
them in the sun.
What do you reflect it in the eye.
And you let yourself go.
What if a gust of wind comes and you close your eyes.
Can 'happen that you will fly away.
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