Out of... Loneliness!

Two strangers met, in a strange place of this stranger world
A World of strange people and faces,
A World of strange colours and landscapes,
Of strange feelings, strange willings,
Of strange ending ending strange beginnings
Of odd beginnings leading to perfect endings
Unexpectedly, luckily, they met...

Strange stories were told
Tales of future, tales of old
Tales of what was to remain untold
Tales of wonder and hearts of gold

And the strangers met, and talked, and learned of each other
And saw Darkness and found Light
And discovered treasures, beautyful and bright

Strangers, still, they sat
Separated by mountain and mile
As far as the distance kept them
As close as an imagined sigh...

Strange time it were
When hours rushed by and days did not pass
Strange times it are
But where dreams can come true, at last

Strangers to their own strange world,
Two strangers found a common Strangeness
Common likes, common dislikes (all in all, they are alike)
The strange similarity of two drops of water
too strange to be equal and, yet, apart...
(Ricardo Silva, 2008)

Acho que alguém de facto olhou para trás e disse adeus enquanto partia...
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