Love
does conquer
And
this war is not over
I
thought that just by summoning love
would
have been enough
But
there are words, spells
to
call
Dances,
rituals
to
perform
from
an inverse desert
take
this gift
of
whispers and caresses
But
suffocated
by
failed memories
obsolete
comparisons
wounds
from other wars
What
is adventure?
without
the possibility of failure?
Because
of that
take
my hand
to
walk this busy road
but
new to us
Despite
that everything has to die
That
is not excuse to not let born
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