Alice
Alice!
This name sounds familiar!
Alice!
Where, in my life, have I ever met anyone with such a name?
Alice!
Ah! I know now! A girl, friend of mine, from my childhood! She was the older of my friends, when I was a kid! This girl, the one that went away, when her sister-in-law, left her brother with three kids, with a simple note in the TV's screen!
Alice!
That one friend that me and Rita always talk about, when we're high and our minds turn, simultaneously, to the past! That friend of ours, that used to spend hours in the street with us. The girl who used to lie to her father, telling him she was dropping the trash in the bin and then she stayed at night with me in the street. Alice, with her three, sometimes, with all of her four nephews, two girls and two boys, hanging with us, playing volleyball with us.
Alice!
Why did she came in my mind, minutes ago, when I was walking here? Why did her name came up, as such a need to write something down here?
Alice!
Will we ever meet again? Who knows? perhaps in a rainy day, like yesterday and like today's threatening to be! Perhaps in a sunny day, in the beach, years from now, when we both don't remember each other anymore (do you remember me at all? Do you remember any of us?), when we don't even remember each other's names.
Alice!
Alice!
This name sounds familiar!
Alice!
Where, in my life, have I ever met anyone with such a name?
Alice!
Ah! I know now! A girl, friend of mine, from my childhood! She was the older of my friends, when I was a kid! This girl, the one that went away, when her sister-in-law, left her brother with three kids, with a simple note in the TV's screen!
Alice!
That one friend that me and Rita always talk about, when we're high and our minds turn, simultaneously, to the past! That friend of ours, that used to spend hours in the street with us. The girl who used to lie to her father, telling him she was dropping the trash in the bin and then she stayed at night with me in the street. Alice, with her three, sometimes, with all of her four nephews, two girls and two boys, hanging with us, playing volleyball with us.
Alice!
Why did she came in my mind, minutes ago, when I was walking here? Why did her name came up, as such a need to write something down here?
Alice!
Will we ever meet again? Who knows? perhaps in a rainy day, like yesterday and like today's threatening to be! Perhaps in a sunny day, in the beach, years from now, when we both don't remember each other anymore (do you remember me at all? Do you remember any of us?), when we don't even remember each other's names.
Alice!
Alice!
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