tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post5477394971480480168..comments2023-10-30T09:07:29.328+00:00Comments on Fly Fly Fly: Fly Song / Heart's Don't Break, People DoFlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03387103474365100600noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-71057484509286997022011-03-04T22:33:40.658+00:002011-03-04T22:33:40.658+00:00People can break and break other.
A heart can brea...People can break and break other.<br />A heart can breaking open,<br />with a warm flow to welcome the new life and let it grow.Monoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-30368631130121630162011-03-04T01:11:00.419+00:002011-03-04T01:11:00.419+00:00....augustanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-70612037906466777372011-03-03T23:12:19.892+00:002011-03-03T23:12:19.892+00:00Beijinho Fly!!!Beijinho Fly!!!Mirhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07264569874196174035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-43150993101160947142011-03-02T20:25:25.108+00:002011-03-02T20:25:25.108+00:00e por essa razao (Lou) eu permaneço aqui..
con el...e por essa razao (Lou) eu permaneço aqui..<br />con el almaBirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03451692352958785599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-57443142092163845292011-03-02T14:13:53.765+00:002011-03-02T14:13:53.765+00:00vengo siempre a emocionarme..aunque no te comente....vengo siempre a emocionarme..aunque no te comente..Louhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17597405440652010771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-20856241927882916572011-03-02T02:01:10.917+00:002011-03-02T02:01:10.917+00:00;)
hey!;)<br /><br />hey!augustanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-63487138842951648952011-03-01T00:28:25.567+00:002011-03-01T00:28:25.567+00:00touching sound..touching sound..augustanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-69220849392610751822011-03-01T00:23:48.325+00:002011-03-01T00:23:48.325+00:00listening..listening..augustanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-441913771117133734.post-48139960226900298752011-02-28T19:28:17.382+00:002011-02-28T19:28:17.382+00:00As plantas acenavam ao vento de agosto, nas suas h...<i>As plantas acenavam ao vento de agosto, nas suas hastes finas e verdes. E disse-me a mais faladora de todas, alta e trigueira:<br />- Dás-me dez anos da tua vida?<br />Eu só tenho cinco anos, pus-me a contar pelos dedos, vi que ia ficar com muito pouco.<br />- Dou - disse eu.<br />E ainda hoje, que nunca mais soube de mim, vou com o vento, balouçando. E agosto é todo o ano para mim.</i><br /><br />- Planta Alta e Trigueira, Ruy Belo -White Flowernoreply@blogger.com