You're close. As far as a dream fills the the step with purpose. You don't stop looking back. The distance loses the unit of measure. The “I want to” clothes you into a superman.
You insert words. New page. You take care of her before she faces the previous one. Choose. You write a story. You experience her dusk and dawn. You carry heroes. You smell victories and defeats. Agony soaks the dreams. Loyal to a dawn that is looming.
Separately. They become amulets. They do not look into the nosy eyes. You carry them. It's there. At every breath. Untimely light
Time is running out. You stop. You smell the air. The light spreads. No details are lost. Rebel. You refuse to breathe. You choose to live.
Σκέψεις. Δημιουργούν παρέλαση λέξεων. Ζευγαρώνουν εικόνα αυτές.
Επετειακή επανάληψη. Χαρίζει κάθε εβδομάδα. Κίνητρο που δεν ξεθωριάζει.