Written on crooked lines
The words that come to these lines
are formed by the force of an intellect
that by expressing the truth contained in them
will remain alive, even written in crooked lines
like a deleted photo
or a dead landscape
There is always a memory
a feeling that becomes latent
even worn on the timelines
There are no limits to expressive strength
even if written on broken lines
Maybe silence will silence death.
Maybe crying silences the thunder
But the feeling transformed into words
will survive, reaching a continuous apex
just as love is for poets
and a tear, to a broken heart
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