Where the origin of life on earth
are just words and speculation, and out
the air is full of new diseases that humanity
expected, without asking why.
thank hell for having me
thank heaven for not having wanted.
I put my heart at the helm of my life and I regret not going on here, this is the only place that is the island of Zamoras are now forced to remain part of the effect of the abyss that dell'attraversamento is a constant for many of us, needs a lot of energy to rise, and rebirth, is how to swim without seeing the land, but the land there is the goal of many, not all back, many lie, what is the power to control situations is to be found in our minds, just digging for answers, but not all are there, my studies lead me to believe that a "well" but there is not going there's no way to return to tell what one sees and feels, but I'm convinced that one day you can take a trip with round-trip ticket, for now the journey is one way.
A purple ocean in this morning, I woke up I saw the ghost of my father was young, he looked at me and laughed, looked at me and laughed, I do speak ......... questions, but I have not been able, and this is a signal, then vanished in a few minutes, returned to his nell'oltre world, where everything is muffled and without cheating, I remember the cold in my blood from his view, but then everything is back to normal, a silent calm had come into me, and this is another signal.
Perhaps I am condemned to remain in this island, or maybe this is kind of limbo, and everything is on hold.
are like ocean that never stops and everything revolves as the end and beginning.
(Text dedicated to the Goddess.)
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