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There are days when the world
is stubborn about the future
and maybe indifference
be the common
languaje of mortals…
The poet with Sting
in your questions:
In wich artery of silence,
are the sounds escaping?
Those who keep quiet
where the eyes start
who suffers,
of those who take shortcuts,
not to look at tribulations
and make excuses,
to blame the poor.
Every man is a dream
After his name
(although not all they
are allowed).
Do not ask poet.
Do no bother the moral
with your wounded poetry.
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