was a little 'time ago, and me and you, Dani, we share the same name and the same light air that circulates when it is still not permissible to take responsibility. You
emerged from a long illness and a long love affair that had chosen your illness, not you. We were lighter, but not carefree, and we had so many questions.
You, dear Luke, had given up life, not just the life you wanted, but only you can be truly realized. I thought about not being able, as others had been led to believe you, and you decided to make mistakes well. You have not married, but you had a little girl who loved too much to not feel bound to her and her mother did not love it instead.
were away for six long years have separated. But you never stopped to think about it, and thought it was powerful. Why always the thoughts become things.
That evening was ending the summer, rose a strange wind that stirred clothes and illusions. In the sea I saw you meet again, but is not never left.
E 'enough one evening, after six years. It has now arrived yesterday, as it should be, as always has been. You were the first married kiss exchanged, and much before that. Now there is a
ring on your finger that it can be shown to those who were not able to see, there is a future that is already here and we are your lives that are no longer afraid of anything.
You do not need my wishes, my friends, but I will do them the same. With all my heart.
On air, Wedding Song, Bob Dylan
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