domingo, 13 de diciembre de 2009

Freedom

Por Bizarro

I find a tree that gives lots of shade.
I feel beneath him.
I fell asleep.

I am a bit tired.
I can not fix bugs.
I want to be in this forest.
When I wake up I will have to back up the alley.


I do not want the alley, I want this forest.
I want this peace.
I stop thinking.
I want to rest the future and the past
I want my essence.
I want my freedom.

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