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I let the ocean to tell you my only thought because I can’t write.

To go to bed. Not climbing on the roofs, trees, definitely not hunting. We’ll ‘talk’ hopefully not at your 4-5 am, earliest at your 6 am. Sweet dreams. I love you (did I tell you?). 

It’s too early for extended, well planned, effective rebellions. And I love you too much. And your silence is a delicious, sweet blend of energies. Infinite Love. P.S. And it’s too early for correct spelling and grammar. 

Would it be possible, eventually, to somehow make disappear the ‘Upside down’ / replace it with something more optimistic? Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.