Monday, August 10, 2009

La Quinta

Wow, I am here

Walking, walking and walking
There it is, the house; La Quinta
I go in and the smell is still the same, one more deep breath,

My mind runs in a hurry to wake up the memories, come out, come out and see the house
the memories looking out through my eyes as if they were windows, do you remember, do you remember?

Walking and walking not wanting to miss anything, I stop and admire everything carefully, I remember, We remember.

My minds runs in a hurry as if packing up everything my eyes can see and storing it one more time into my memory,

You will remember, We will remember

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