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The truth


From the dream 
Across the sand 
From the sea
Between the Land

From the laughter 
Twinned with the tear 
From the distance 
That resides so near 

From the pain 
That tastes so sweet
From the broken wings
Of all flights so deceit 

Calypso seeks exoneration...
A sleep in concealment 
And an eternal separation 
From her deceiving heart.. 
 

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Melancholy

A midnight melancholy 
Rolling down 
The old cold stream
Hesitant to trust 
The existence 
Of her very own dream

An obscure night dressed in a symphony 
Passing by 
The tale of two lost cities 
Reluctant to believe,
The existence
Of all mortal adversities 

And far across the great seas 
A world awaits to be revealed
To see the first ray of life
To feel the first kiss of her lov...

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Forever Spring


I may be deep in my hibernation
Burried under the heap of an old winter
Freezing like the Northwind
Too fragile to be a thick skinned

A strange light peeped across the Horizon
My heart sipped an air of summer
Swimming like a Dolphin
Through the high tides of the ocean

And drop after drop 
The warmth of life 
Was infused through the veins 
Of a forgotten corpse

But the query di...

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A Robotic Life

If tomorrow doesnt arrive
At the same pace as yesterday
If tomorrow would look different 
Than how I saw today

If tomorrow doesnt knock
Again at the drooling lids
of my sleepy eyes
If tomorrow doesnt bring
nightmares of strict deadlines

An obscure dawn 
May grab a chance 
to be unvieled from its
mysterious cloak

To be revealed 

As a morning worth a breathe
As a morning wort...

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Into the Past

There was a home 
Burried under the memories
A million decades old
There was a story 
Under the ruins 
Of some wounds untold

They keep her awake 
Through the nights 
She has passed
Through these years 

And all the lust 
That's remained in her 
Are the memories
Of some blurred dreams 
Some indistinct figure
That must have been killed
In some wars of the yesteryears

And she fo...

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