I'm tired of myself. I want to vanish, here lies a screen with female figures in it, couldn't be awesome be free from that? seems harsh. I just better close the lid and blur myself into the night.

After reading Creative mythology by Joseph Campbell I started to think a lot about life, the man´s history and how he has acted across the centuries. Why is it that in catholic churches you only see third

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En esta realidad, Me tocó la soledad, De la cuarentena…. la libertad. Cuarentena, no tengo dinero, dinero, estoy en la cuarentena, Encierro de mierda, ensimismado en mí mismo, Bandada de pensamientos cruzan

Pecho airado, Alzó mi vuelo, Muevo montañas, Escribo, respiro. Escribo, El lápiz y el papel, La silenciosa noche, Que se mueve como un río, Aclara la luna, Inmenso amorío, Lluvia fugaz. Aliento de vida,

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