domingo, 21 de março de 2010

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today i am going to tell you the story of a tree.
a tree falling over a river.
and the question is which one came first.
because no one knows the age of any river.
or at least what we call river.
the water in the river is always different.
always flows, never stays.
what can we call a river?
the margins.
where we fish if we like to do.
where we can stay for a while and take a nap.
under the tree.
where we can go and tell a secret.
and the river keeps flowing.
or not? if the river is only the margins, only the water flows, the river never leaves the same place.
but if the river is not its water, what can we call to a dry area similar to a river?

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