Texture of a Paradoxal Gerund
Revealing my bowels
Scaring with the scars
Digging a hole in the head who looks at me
Wriggling to the stars
asking for compassion
Thinking a bit inside
Don´t ask me WHY
just feel it and fight
for a mild justice
for a rectilinear light
not leaving dust behind
Why am I here?
Paradoxing insight.
Juliano Hollivier - São Paulo
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