IN THE SON OF LIGHT ... AND TIME ...

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At dawn, a light awakens me,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

which makes me sail to the son of the water,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Steam floating in the air,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

which shows me that I am only a passage,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

in this environment of nature,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

where water makes me live,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

where borders divide me,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and the buildings are choking me ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I live but in fact I do not breathe ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I go to bed finally free ...