Making way between two forests
the one of the Poet, where everything is more beautiful
the one of the Present, where you understand everything.
Building a herbarium of my inside
every new page is a labour more painful than predicted
Careful work of the senses that makes no sense.
This is a craft I didnt choose.
This is me, the caligraphy of myself.
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I am bigger than the universe. I want to be bigger than myself. I want to fight with other people and chew away their hearts. I want to lull our baby to sleep and hear you whisper a tune. I want to dissolve in water and flow far away from me and you. I want to be inside you. I love you. I will never leave. I want to be everything and everyone at the same time. I dont want to live. I want to be consumed like a match. I want to burn all night long.
I am big like a sphere I never end.
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