paolo wrote:
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Hopes to get back my little lover fading. world turned upside down for me, colorless, blank, tasteless, no more smiles. People threw themselves from skyscrapers in '29. Planet is rotten now, we will stay here until our cells can endure the stink around.People will drown in mobiles, i-pods, pokemons. The great feast of june fireflies is over.
Paolo.....when you said "The great feast of fireflies is over" it struck a chord with me....(I love the fireflies...and know they are only gone...
for a season....spring-time will be here again....(and in the dark, cold, silent sleep of winter)...........we can dream on it...
the stink of smothered grass under the searing hot asphalt will transform.....when the "earth" our mother sends her cleansing wind, her lightening, her pounding rain - to set her beloved free.........once more