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The Universe Close To Me

I was not alone inside my loneliness
I had company, stars flowers and birds
But when you came in my life
I saw the universe close to me.

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Roses Between the Thorns

Love
I know you well.
You blossom like the rose between the thorns.
The people don’t know,
They don't live like me.
They complain because the roses have thorns

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Mr. "somebody"

"Inside a world that changes every day,
Inside a world that nobody remembers the day after,
Mr. "Somebody" tries to learn the values and principles of life
in reading mythologies and fairytales.

I am so sorry Mr. "Somebody"
You will find no happily ever after."

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Mystic Dialogue

There are some dreams that you don't see during the night 
You can just imagine. 
There are some words that you don't hear 
You feel these if you look somebody in the eyes. 
There are some loves that you don't get with a kiss or a hug 
You can touch these with your soul. 

If you can see what you can't see with your eyes 
If you can hear what you can't hear with your ears 
If you can touch what you can't touch with your hands 

Then I will not speak anymore 
Then you will not speak anymore 

Then will speak only our hearts  


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Identity

I asked myself who iam.
I was looking for identity.
I felt the silent of my soul.
No answer.
I looked at the stars one by one.
They asked for identity too

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Smile... the Death Will Change To Birth

How long can stay the happiness?
How long can stay the sadness?

Nothing in this world can go always up
Nothing in this world can go only down.
Nothing in this world remains the same forever.

As the day changes to night,
And the night changes to day.

As the cold changes to warm,
and warm changes to cold.

As this natural law always change everything,
up to down and down to up.

So long as there is nothing without an opposite, smile... 

The Death will change to Birth !


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As At the Cinema

The life made a film just for me 
was my producer. 
I was the actor and the creator. 
I created every day as my last one. 
The end of the film was unknown...
Precisely as at the cinema

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Tail From An Old Man's Diary

"I don’t know where to go.
I just search for a friendly place to live.
The only things that I know to make are:
To love,
To feel,
And to walk.
I still search for my place.
Till I find it I have to walk.

The old walkman…"


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Nightmare

"...And one day i was hearing around that I had died.
But I was feeling alive! 
I was just in another very beautiful place
and I felt so happy there! 

...And in this beautiful place I saw a dream.
I dreamed that I was on a small planet
that they call 'Earth'.
And I got in a panic with all those that I saw and lived there

....And one day I heard around that I had died.
and woke up from the horror
And I started to laugh, and laugh, and laugh from happiness.
It was not more than a bad dream.

It was not me, the man, that had died.
It was just me
inside my dream..."

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Some Call This Life

Don't search for apples anymore.
The apple tree has died.
It gave all the apples that it had.
Now it is nothing more than a piece of wood.
Nobody has interest for an apple tree without apples.
Nobody gives it some water to survive.
Not even the dry mother earth.
Nobody.
This is the fate for every apple tree that has nothing to give.
This is the fate of everything alive being on the earth.
This is the law of nature.
Some call this life.

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