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Where the river becomes the sea ... Forums and foreros

For I am here, going back
looking for something lost, hidden, forgotten, buried.
do not know, the truth is that sometimes, I find bits
past that do not quite understand,
sometimes miss the colors of people, faces
everyone and anyone ... I'm back,
happy to find the same land bitter and sweet,
the same rain. Feel that the rivers running through the same place
and at the same spot ... happy to live among ghosts
as if time had stopped ...
I returned looking for peace, just as my planet
travel unrestrained in the sky,
corrupting the quiet of my wounded heart in the chest
provoke a terrible desire to mourn,
searching through the shadows of the gods, to open my
chest and expel the demons of my soul, while the stars
singing cheerful and fierce
inciting call me crazy,
looking for reasons to go there,
where the river becomes the sea ... to shout curses at the destination ...