lunes, 7 de noviembre de 2016

everybody,
no one is able to say there's something more,
they arrive to the old line,
keep traveling,
and instead,
they say:
"there's no difference"

so i lay beside and between,
looking deeper,
searching, learning or remarking,
-what we are suppose to do,
if there's nothing to be look-

i think i'll rise myself,
i think i'll risk,
move before,
i don't know what i'm looking,
but instead,
i'll keep going.

and to remember, to forget to remember.

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