The flavor is empty,
The lies that I regret,
The darkness that belongs to me
Sweetness, hug.
Look to the sky
At the edge of the horizon
I shiver.
Stop the time
To taste the tool
In the imagination of hope.
Many things live in memories.
Melancholy.
If I had dreamed in fantasy
The security of a new world
The freedom that drives us
And I was myself
and now...
I came to the center of myself
With a smile sprinkled with blood
And eyes full of sea
I contemplate the eternity.
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