Sometimes when I smile, I do not care how pretty or how ugly, how mature the infantile or whatever.
look at me and smiled, as if it were a revelation. And my smile
voids all tears. And then go away all anger, resentment, words that hurt, tears, fears ...
look at me and smiled. And I am born again.
And here I stand before you. Naked. Helpless. Transparent.
And maybe, if your look is very, very deep, you can make me mourn. Simply
.
No pain.
No sadness.
without feeling empty or lonely.
Then my smile becomes a rainbow
reflected in your eyes.
Some people do not believe a single soul born in heaven can be divided into two kindred spirits, and rush as shooting stars on Earth, over oceans and continents, where magnetic end up joining forces again in a single be.
But ... How else could you explain how all this?
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