Once upon a time when i was getting out from my home, without a place else to go, i was walking on the street, when i saw a blackbird under a tree; its wings were a little wounded, maybe he fought with another bird, it is perhaps the need to heal the little bird which give me a little bit of hope, and it does...When the blackbird was finally cured, hold me from my jacket and fly away with me, giving me a real sense of life: go to everywhere, and finally see the world is more that four walls and a door.
