the road is a good companion. I am there I feel good with her.
then I got a black pick-up and for another two hours I let my back against the vehicle body sbattesse that climbed up a dirt path and bumpy.
I walked on foot and reached the houses. people.
the road accompanied me, do not leave me alone for a moment and I am grateful. the road link. communication. the road is possible. certainty.
now I have back pain and possibly some bruising at the sacrum. the dust still in his mouth, his hair got tired by the hot ...
but mostly I rubbed my eyes to the beauty of landscapes, from the simplicity of welcome
hands clasped in the embrace that I left there smiling
collected in the memories of those I met in their faces
their wishes in the dignity of life who wish to live.
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