I was born poetry,I am a verse of lifeI journey among letterstoward the dream and the truth.
I was born poetry




I was born poetry,I am a verse of lifeI journey among letterstoward the dream and the truth.
A powerful gaze and a cry, as if he would destroy me, with a soldier’s composure, he demanded something supernatural. I became an allegory of the call to arms,…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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