After all I don’t belong to you
Is not by overwhelming me
That you get to understand me…
I may be alone in this journey
But I know too well where I am
You may even doubt
But this path I walk by myself…
I’ll be lost between monsters
Of my own creation and imagination
During my whole nights…
Perhaps for fear of the dark
I’ll be up all night long
Imaging a solution
That will allow my selfishness
To not destruct my heart…
Maybe is just imagination…
I don’t know what will happen…
Maybe it’s all in vain…
"Dreams are the touchstones of our character" - Henry David Thoreau
Listening to Milton Nascimento - "Milagre dos Peixes"
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