Poem -
Between you and my fantasy
In the middle of the black sea,
within its infinite loneliness
to fall into the vast and imperceptible depths
there is no time to enter
a gloomy abyss
I wish I could draw it my way.
Why I am the first actor of rest spells
shorten these we call suffering
if I have lost my fear it is
because of the small drops of light
found in shady corners full of calm.
In this my place
where I draw figures with my hand
just to give you my dream drawings
it's a shame that they are
only marked in the air
Why the wind doesn't blow in my favor.
I hope soon leave this world
created by lost fantasies
I hope you take my hand to get out ....
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