Meanwhile

 

The Truth,,,
The Truth,,,
A “poem” made from
words and drawings
hides me in a
labyrinth of noise.
And those lines I draw,
are they true
or nothing more
than
paths I can not trust.
Those few words and lines
coming from nowhere
lives with me
or without me.
Damnation-Salvation
Damnation-Salvation
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