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March 16, 2013

when the sweat has chilled,

and the applause evaporated,

the salty tang of the memories remain,

stained into the lives of those for whom

it meant something.


moment upon moment,

what more can we ask?


rock me, mamma, moi tiet, moi tiet,

until only

the echoes


One Comment leave one →
  1. Núria permalink
    March 19, 2013 2:28 am

    nothing else, just that, moment upon moment, and maybe along the way some breathtaking moments come to us. And be ready to take them and let them go.

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