"A philosopher is a guy who rises to a summit in search of sun, is fog descends and explains the great show he has seen. "
William Somerset Maugham
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| Lugar Nuevo, Sierra de Andujar (Jaén) | | |
In the swing of
way I walk as I speak,
toward the horizon of a second lost,
pummeled me head your feigned tears.
And I to be a saint in this hell.
Without reasons,
I converted to agnosticism.
And that's all.
When you leave this fog,
hope to see the border
Among my dreams and my truth.
Oblivion
get you sent me And what will I do for you, not for him, but by me.
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