DRIFTING
Ripple on many topics when
Submit at least the question
Just walk around and vainly
While I feel the time overflowing.
Yet the more one sinking
I do not have to look under the boat
Lost for many years the helm,
The beach’s just moving away.
I did not want to believe that perhaps
Generate far beyond stupidity
Luck more tolerable and inexplicable,
Seeing the actual fall of my dreams,
There remained fragile and fearful eyes
In a world in another way imaginable.
MARCOS LOURES
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