segunda-feira, dezembro 17, 2007

my legs are sore.
And how i like this word...
Sore.

Always tried to use it in my own language, but there´s not the poetry, the feeling,
the strange accent of life in some words outside their own little linguistic world.

Maybe a shall write a movie or two about the word.
Have you ever thougt about beingn a word?
about any word?

it´s little, it´s nothing afterall, but somehow it´s everything.
they say the best perfumes come from the smallest pack.
the same thing occurs with words.

If it´s small it has charm.

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