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THERE I WAS IN THE GARDEN,
WITH A PAPER IN MY HAND, WRITING THOUGHTS IN THE SKY.
SOMETHING DROVE ME THERE, MAYBE AN IDEA TOOK SOMEWHERE. THE PLACE, THE AIR, THE SILENCE OR NOT... I TOOK MYSELF THINKING...IN SOMETHING... IT CAN BE UNREAL, SIMPLE, AS LIFE.
PHILOSOPHIE IS WHERE WE WANT TO GO, PHILOSOPHIE IT`S THE MOMENT WHEN IN WORDS THOSE TOWERS TAKE PEOPLE TO LOOK AND RUN AT THE SKY, ONCE IN A WHILE.
EVERY MEN THINK IN THE WORD`S DEPART, ON THE WINGS OF TECNOLOGY THE BRAIN CAN DRIVE MEN FAR...