domingo, 31 de julho de 2016

None

Suddenly, nothing was there
And we felt like a desert

We passed through sand storms
And survived to the hot turning in cold

In the middle of these ages
We wondered about the oscilation

Then we perceived that nothing
had already lived there for centuries

And we were everything.

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We have been living like this
And we are nothing
We know nothing

domingo, 24 de julho de 2016

One day I'll reach the sky
And leave behind all the mild life

One night all the weatherproofs will be gone
And all the bad and good things, done

One might hear me someday
My simple words will make sense

One might treat me with warm modes
And all the fights will come to end