Friday, February 12, 2010
Crossing the blue heart
unfathomable confusing routes,
more, accompanied by hopes
insignificant but true, look at the quiet geography
immersed in a flash of snow,
territory of the indefinite,
illusions of freedom.
are tired, but I do not give up.
cuts, but did not bleed. Tanta
fatigue, calm
so much pain with the love of my dreams
made of a material that does not invincible
guards.
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