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It Is Beautiful To Be Near

         It is beautiful to be near

   and things always seem merciless

yesterday evening, the TV showed everyone man’s evolution

  now we are here, tomorrow I’ll be here

Help me understand is this volatile existence

            a liftoff  from reality?

if I had a children’s dream

     the room’s ceiling with glittering stars

in the dark

my weakness is not within the soul

when I turn my head to the skies

I recognize so many thoughts that climbed up

transcending fear, cold, too much cowardliness

  towards oneself and who we want to be with

            Left in me is the heart

    I swear, my feet feel lighter than whirling sand.