was sitting with his violin in hand, like a concert at a party apparently, were many of the whole Lord of Evil, it was all rather dark, I was dressed in mourning.
beside me an old woman I recognized that I was very familiar, Laurence and no trace of my parents.
was then that my violin disappeared and appeared dancing tango for the second time in my dream world with an ease that may never reach in real life. He was a man who guided me, I felt I knew, was black like me, had no face, I could not see well, was warm, I managed with ease.
the dance is over, my violin did not reappear and while green and colorful clowns did a show on the track, I felt it was pulled by one of them and I danced with clowns, happy, laughing, I laughed a lot.
When the party ended Laurence came with his striped shirt while I closed an empty case. "Thank you all" and something else, I heard saying. I hugged her, grabbed her bag and went down a dark street, so black that seemed so hostile that I dared not follow, though I knew that there was my next destination.
The clowns came out and no makeup. Soon I came to pick my parents in the car. We sink into the darkness.
woke with black nails,as if he had dug in the ground. I cursed my dreams
and I laughed at the irony of my situation.I laughed a lot.
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