Living legends. Being fallen in blue. They earn the sunrises flying near them. They plunge into mortal time. They play with the limits of it. Which are borders for those who walk on earth. A challenge for them, on the other hand. They wear their wings. They embrace. They are doomed angels. To an end that seeks to steal their glory.
Thinking is stored. Double faced. Precious. A piece of yours. The dream is vivid. Of each day’s motive.
Traveler. Fearless. Distances covered. It brings you closer. Offering life from the source. The Will.
You read. Filling your book with images. You are looking for among the roles. Reader writer. Sharing Irene. You’re glad. It’s worthwhile.
Seeking. Nothing is the same. Yesterday. Like a fairy tale. Dragons. They hide light. Fairies. They glow darkly. Friends. A story. Braking up. Night-day. Good-bad. A dream comes alive.
LIKES: Turning Points. Quiet commendations. They add. Monotonous clicks. They pay up. Indifferent relations.
Voices are disturbing. There is no peace. Where most of the people frequent.
The parade opened. Lines are filled by words. They build bridges. They stand over evil. Discovery. It fires up life.
New horizons. Heaven. Breaths swell. Trips. Tricky roads. Your trail. You ask them to meet.
You are inflated. Flags fluttering in your breath. You have. It travels through your veins. Your wants are armed. They are your life’s partners.
