jueves, 26 de enero de 2012

We escaped...


We escaped,we dream, we move...
Here is not good in order to live.
In winter,is cold and daylight ends soon
The snow covers everything.
Perhaps I miss the sun shining in other fields
the mature green at harvest time.
Is that white is soft,no prospects ...
The mountain is hidden,Snow covers everything
covered roads,travel slower
Laden pines,snow on branches
Is cold,it's very cold,it's winter time...
Life is waiting,the slow summer ...
Bs.As.26-01-12AluC.G.

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