Wolf said ...
Dear readers, dear readers:
Today a strange feeling down my memory I know you did something important today, now celebrating something. But the pitfalls of memory is so, it left us behind in a race against time spent and shared.
Today I have the feeling that I forget something or try to do, I force myself to do, block the event that marked my life forever changed my way of doing and seeing things. How is it possible that such a big event today will become mist? It is very simple, not wanting to remember, to want to forget, we present clear in my mind. Too pleasurable sensations return by the same become painful absences, mistakes that destroyed what was yet to exist, moon love reminiscent sylvan forests (even a tautology), but I know what it is, now I remember, in a superhuman effort of memory to pain, I know that is drawn on me, is a newly opened Pandora's box, it's that delicate bleeding and perennial. This is what perhaps was a thousand years ago, a serenade.
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