Most dreams are too muddled by everyday strife to be of any relevance whatsoever.
But now and then comes a dream so abstract, so pure, it can't be spoken by human tongue. It is not a human being that dreams it, but a peculiar force of nature. It's those dreams that resonate with our innermost core.
A single one of those dreams is enough to quench a person's thirst for years to come.
Anónimo
quinta-feira, outubro 11, 2012
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