Sunday, August 17, 2008

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(A text that expresses my mood right now, the collection has again been delayed because of holidays in August and the book is finished but it remains in print, I will certainly keep you inform ...)






The cries in the water will no reflection
As the world's misery abandoned. The immensity
silence to my feet, sounds like an echo
not oxygenated.
Black is the color that I see,
As I know that loneliness is mine.
Victim of nothingness,
To create tirelessly marks my blood.
Each trace made on the way,
I know that every moment
Flames can stop the pen
may stop there in the sky that is consumed.
I know only too well the lonely shadows,
And the fall seems so familiar ...
If hope is to go up in smoke, I will accept
. But if
metamorphosis of the fluid on fire should take place,
Without hesitation in the coals I will survive,
For without capitulation
The scarlet bird happens to every generation.
So I reborn from my ashes,
Where I must relearn:
"Loving life,
Stay Free. "


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