Pic from here

If I think I am right
if I see black as white
If my night is a sigh
and I find not my site

If I do not agree
and think that I could be
better me fully free
even if I am a flea

when my life almost gone
lies like a bored swan
with no strength, without brawn
without joy and withdrawn

Anyway Easter comes
when You rise again. Does
anyone blind the shine
of the least single sun?

You don’t need any pass
to save me from myself.
Let I be not impasse
to my way out, besides

Friday, 14 April 2017


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