The Lake

In the outskirts of a big city, there is a small lake. At night time, a man known as the madman, comes and sits by the shore. The hours pass, everything turns dark, but that small lake seems resplendent. The stars in the sky shine in a beautiful way. But the man known as the madman, does not raise his head to look at them, on the contrary, he looks at the center of the lake, instead, where small lights are reflected.And he says:
"By looking to the sky, I could never reach you, but now I do, and you are so near that I would like to kiss you."
While he thinks: "The world may think that I am mad. But are not also mad, all those who discover love? "

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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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