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I walked all day long in the park
instead of walking, like always, between thoughts this cost me a lot I approached to a tree I wish I could live like it my tears to go like leaves I looked to the animals I wish I live like an animal separatly I looked the fences, the houses, the street I fingered out I didn't wish to live near people I was alone it seems I started to dream about you again the earth is our icon we pray to see my dream my child is asking me why that man repairs the walls because are white it constructs a house I didn't build anything at all I made a lonelyness chronic My ankles were frozen I was gathering him by his hand Imagining my self that I closed all the doors that we must be most afraid. One day I will tell him how somebody is gathering us and sharing us like in a game
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