Upon shooting stars I look
Wishing them to be quiet and still
Wondering where is my Captain Hook
Longing to say what I truly feel
Disappointed I keep asking myself
Whether my "being" is an awkward one
Lately all seem to put me on a shelf
Or accusing me of wrongly done
The black hole opens before the existence
Inviting her to jump into sleep
Temptation is huge and hard the surveillance
Of fighting for justice...it's just a leap...
(by Conceição Sousa)
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