I'd be like the wind: clear me and observe the world from multiple perspectives. Being here and there, everywhere and nowhere. Look at you, see how you sleep, wake up and dream of me. Seeing the smiles that are drawn on your face when you see my picture, look bewildered face your face pensive as I remember and the tears shed for me ever. See all that and more: get out your window and the sheet rock cover you, get under it and give it life, close the window shut and slam windy when something I like and show yourself and my dissatisfaction. And that I will be: a closed door and a window that suddenly breaks the wind that there will be touching you, feeling and hugging when my smile can not accompany you. For surely there will come a time that will decide that it is only that: a murmur that was there and left because you decided to close the window and wait for it to be my imaginary air that unite us.
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