Bouquet

He ran through the park under the starry night, the august wind passing across his hair. He ran through the street, through dark alleyways and lonely avenues. He left behind the safety of the street lamps and entered in the darkness of the night. He bought a bouquet of flowers and kept running, passing through [...]

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Swings

Swings, under the edge of night. Starting to go high. Carrying those girls to the sky, up and down and from left to right.   The wind hits their cheeks, and printed on her face a big smile. One of them jumps, the other one laughs.   Remember when the swings carried you to the [...]