BETTER LUCK TRYING
I had better luck or tried
Knowing the void that hosts us
The fight another corner brings the heretic
And when death wins prepares.
The step that really opens wide
Of mistakes, disappointments, not protect
And even when life mistreat
Poetry dictates the rare luck.
Straddling the verse more subtle,
How much of the void is predicted
Denied any form of hope;
But I know that in the end everything works out
And fears most atrocious, I desert
While this shroud now advances.
MARCOS LOURES
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