Mountains,
Hills of sadness,
Illusions, sorrow, pureness,
a soften person amongst me,
All the doubts,
Forever in anger,
Full of pictures
Blackened by the time,
Pleasure, pain, laughter,
Corridors full of frames,
Pigeons and walkers,
Annoying children of mine,
swiping mistakes,
light and monsters beneath,
guilt and beauty,
the mystery
tears bleeding alone...
to be myself,
for myself
inside my self...
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