can’t feel niunacosa
I don’t know if I should después de todo
lo
that has happened en mi
short life
este
insane
world
runs loco
like
raging rapids
in my veins
entrapped
in this scandinavian world
that has rivers
which take their trickle time
to flow
as if
there wasn’t a morrow en sight.
Lo siento por ti, que tienes al mundo en tus manos, after all, qué más da, ser rico, pobre, con todo, sin nada, nadie hace nada para cambiar el mundo period
Am I the last
to seek
the truth (diogenes]
in this dirty stained
water llamada vida
which carries currents
forced by unnatural forces
I sought
the canals
of liberty and found them busy
interceded
by forces
whose purpose are unclear
a world sin líderes.
yet somehow
el cauce
continues
like on Mars.
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