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July 10, 2007

Flash fiction n°11: "Flying away"
Marta wrote:
You're in front of me, unsaid words divide us. I walk balanced on the boundary between our worlds, with my arms open as in a hug, with my hands stretched to receive yours. An infinite instant, suspended, fly off or fall.
You crossed my path, walked through my land and drew an invisible line. I knew hesitation and indifference, doubt and restlessness. I searched your eyes but did not found the answers I was looking for. You were in front of me, you looked at me but your lips stayed still.
You chose silence, the infinite possibilities of the suspended moment, free to be everything everywhere.
The moment has passed, the boundary is behind me. I have chosen too.
I'm walking through my land, the wind is blowing. The trees are singing your farewell, while your name is burning and disappearing in the sky.
A blow of wind and you're not anymore.
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