Sparks of Darkness
Writing in the darkness
What hides in my nights
Makes me see more clearer
What is in the obscurity of my thoughts.
Composing a work,
A reflection of my vanity
helps me Loosing the imagination
And freeing all my contemplation
just to escape the freezing time
I am already far from the present
And yet close to the nearest past
I am living without my existence
This is my best moments
of being suspended
In a zero gravity,
and in a vacuum of thoughts
This is my best moments of
making the first crystal
of simplicity.
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