Long times not see you here...
I want to write what I feel but just music came to me
I want to describe how I feel and just a picture appear in my head
*Chopin nocturne #21 in C minor
Black and with picture some gray tones
I see tree and shadows because the sun is upon I see a street, a park road fill of death leaves there is a bench an old one rusty by the years, with words that I cant read, next to it there is a big tree and protect the bench from the impertinent sun, there is an old man walking by but is a picture so he is freeze with one leg on the flour and other floating…
Waiting, hoping to reach his destiny
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