Shouts in the world,
what would you say we can not know,
cries accompanying your gestures
because then you feel really exist
engulf everything you
because chaos can only be truly free,
repeat nonsense words that speak louder than words true.
Eyes that would be achieved
but we meet only when looking for a foothold
into the vortex of your emotions,
our hands are all aimed,
finally manage to capture one and
leave you rocking in the embrace endless
in search of a precarious balance.
When the world will be able to understand you can stop screaming.
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