To the Great Dream of Life

jueves, agosto 25, 2022

 Love sometimes. Pieces. To nothing. Then you hurt me. When the night of time falls. But immobilized does not know. The force of blue-night falls. The night is reflected in the night. Then Silence. What awaits us? In the words we don't have. Where they are charged to be. Breaking into water. infertile. Cloudy. As if love came in pieces. By steps. With fetal feet. To the open space. To the Great Dream of Life.

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