window and branches

days by days
many things happened in an imaginary way...
in my mind it was happening...
not out of the order of the world...
it was searching indeed looking in my head
some was believing before suddenly came a storm of dignity
it was supposed to make them know how to stand informality
make it flew away before time crashes the universe of my mind...
and i will say,
i was not created to be this!
i screamed in me
sighs.... with a little of tear drops...
i'm done...
i said
to them who sees...
that think life is forever...
just look through the window and you'll see
how life is like branches

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