and I invented the stupidity of the important decisions, from those who really meant something and that it took to find the truth and reality of things ...
and proved like any cheap curse that never leaves you alone -----
My fruit, my flower, my love affair
, my touch
My humble candle, my rain April my greed
My piece of bread, my old saying, my poem
The faith that I lost my way and my cart.
My sweet pleasure, my dream of yesterday, my luggage
My warm corner, my best song, my landscape
My spring, my cane, my wealth
My wood, my home, my roof, my lar, my noble
My source, my thirst, my boat, my network and sand
Where I felt, where I wrote my poem ...
