THE LIGHT

a few days ago i ´ve written this

hello

hello...

is anybody out there....
is it... hello.................
.........
............hey

fuck...
it´s too dark in were... ... i can´t see anything.

i don´t know where i am . how i came. and how to get out...
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i don´t have any idea....... where is the light?
some things pass around me, they reflect some litghs but... i don´t know what is it...

it´s too dark ,... too much...

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i am were... with myself and nobody else.... alone......... with no way out.

BUT I AM TALKING...am i crazy?
with my self ok but i am talking... sometimes i stop talking and start thinking
i can see only myself. i can ear only myself. (not because i want, but because it is )

continuing

live

life

empty

dark.. grey and YELLOW

i am seeing myself as i´ve never see before... who am i? .. were in the dark. anything arround (not exactly. deep inside i think there is something... maybe over there... or over there... in that direction... in wich direction... there are no directions were...)

with no away out

theres a beauty in were... in myself... around.... it´s difficult mentally it´s an effort beyond humam capacity........... I CAN´T TOUCH........ I CAN´T TOUCH............ I TRY .. NO I AM LYING......... i can´t even try. it´s in my reach.................

it´s the sadest thing in the world

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THE SECOND LIGHT

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it´s not a memory. it´s just me.

i see a litle, because of the light i sparkle. my own light..... where does this light come from? i know that is from me but where did i get it...

did i have it before... i don´t know...

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i don´t know.... But thank god that i have it now

does it metter

it´s me....

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the mais question is: (the question that i have made before and that is in the text written by hand don´t make sense. now that i think about it and i decided not to put it in were, because is not right in my mind) there is no main question