(2007)
HABIT WHY ME ... Why do I dwell in this body
that protects a soul unfinished?
Why did not spend the time and find out
the essence of my time?
Is it
I came to love,
from the infinite dark
of the intangibles?
do not know why that effort indispensable
be when no one calls me,
think I have a mission
I sublime
when
perhaps
'm just
accident
confused some cosmos .
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