Transcripción de la nota del chico:
How Tired I am of this..
unbearable distance between us..
How long for the toll of the recess bell..
Have you forgotten me? Grown mindless of me?
Tell me I am not writing into an abyss..
or that is what will become of my heart…
recuerdas esto: “… el? el mar es un camino!”
Que silenciosa puede ser la palabra bien dicha, y cuanto puede aturdirnos ese silencio, no?