FW296

FW296

I … And the greatest good that I have a paper and a pen Especially Irresistible aspire only to thought Died! Yes, it was the beginning of the end The beginning of the volte-face Without bitterness, but no tenderness It was the trip Performed without image, and without courage Opposing the lowest and the highest was time to leave Or stay at this place, imagining Everything and anything from time to time he departed, and went to the bottom At the far end Do not fear nor tremble The return journey is Immersed in this world In the depths of beauty That all I have is all And everything I want nothing, for when leave Nothing will bring him, that’s what I thought. Abyss Where I am on a precipice into the abyss It’s the end Expected 

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