First, I think in the lose time, in the routine, in the smog or in the life in the city... Is it something important for that you read it? I don´t believe... better speak of others things.
I know, better I speak about birds, of the animals or about plant species but, is there anyone who is interested in this? I don´t believe...
It's very difficult speak something, if no one want listen it, in the city is difficult to join with others, all have something to make except to speak, except to listen, except to share, except to love, because even in the love is intruded the silence... in the city doesn't exist time for to see the mountain or to look how everything happens without to be perceived... While in the TV or in the Internet, I say, while they don't say it hardly think, or not?
The time, the seconds and minutes, the hours happening for the ashes of their head, of their foot, or their eyelids, or their bodies... in my body... who cares? You? I don´t believe...
I prefer to speak with my dog, with your shadow... they listen to me... the hardest thing is to listen... what?
I'm sorry, I can't listen to you for now, just for now... Wait for me! Wait for me!
Its true! to live in the city inhibit "the to listen" to the that to be in my side. Is a sad reality.
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