Only my verses
If nothing else I will have besides my verses
Trying to be happy by them
Living in freedom, universes,
That evens those who do will be inappropriate
I can no longer independent life,
Enslaved me, I am, of them captive.
I wish you could see an urgent
The voice that made me more active.
I want to be free, I cannot,
Echo much more than my being.
Living freedom to persecute,
Dying they will survive.
Who knows if perhaps one day,
Can be released only on the poetry ...
MARCOS LOURES
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