quarta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2015

Existance as a masterpiece


I´ve skipped shores shamelesssly landing in places
Where the rock was high and jagged, though I climbed
I´ve leapt seas, the crashing waves agree that each land has a face
Wings on the clock as it flies, my accumulated jetlag, just in time

I will land again but in a greater world
One that longs to know my dimensions and magic
Manifesting dreams like sunsets across the dusky sky
And realizing them like an acrobatic dragon before I die



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