Monday, September 24, 2012



Never could believe
In the days that tried so many solitudes
Wandering the empty harvest
The time could wish
My step boils down search,
Sometime when life brightens
Bringing a sense of what sustains me
And it if seeking somewhere
The wind in expressing fury,
The dream is molded in penury
How much wanted to be happy,
In the unfortunate path cruelest
The world is announced and the carousel
Another time instant contradicts ...


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