
Breathing with my body
Dance, the movement breathes through the body, my body. I just want you to dance like a burning violin. I want you
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Dance, the movement breathes through the body, my body. I just want you to dance like a burning violin. I want you

The cowards hide behind the rules – Jean Paul Sartre – Should we fear? That is a question for the

¿Deberíamos temer? Esa es una pregunta para la eternidad … y una que probablemente no tendrá una respuesta en el

Many things have said and done because of faith during the years. But, does anyone really know whta it is?

I was afraid I would see nothing at all. That I would get there, and not be astonished by what

I ask my self.. does it matter if the fields go dry? does it matter if the rivers run dry?

La sangre hierve cada vez que veo como los niños y niñas son abandonados. Abandonados por adultos que decidieron que

The blood boils every time I see how children are abandoned. Abandoned by adults who decided to be parents and

Ver un mundo en un grano de arena sostener el infinito en la palma de tu mano…Y la eternidad en una

To see a World in a Grain of Sand to hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an
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