I am where
I want to be
I refrain myself
from thinking
I feel I am
at a non-place
There is joy
There’s disgrace
I travel, dream
Stop the time
I’m the lord
Of mine
And I forget
the obligation
of existance
Then my sleep calls
Poems, stories, incomplete thoughts and some other terrible lies... (written by a brazilian poet)
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