One of my friends is dead now. He walked off

a cliff, with a note in his pocket that the sea

made unreadable. Turns out i still cry when 

i think of him. I wonder what he wrote.

penso que já tinha escrito outrora.

mas voltou-me à memoria:

coisas bOas acontecem a quem sabe esperar.

iconica esta imagem. descobri agora o autor,
o grande e incomparável
will oldham.