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Sunday, November 1, 2020
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Venting
This is the moment, the perfect moment,
moment to vent to the world.
The past brings the present and the present
brings the future, the world knows.
Inspired by nature I talk to the clouds,
I hear the ocean responding and
the breeze singing with the plants.
This is the moment to touch and feel,
to hear the message with the echo.
This is the moment to vent.
Claudia Luna
Still Another Day
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the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,
knowing they will go on, inert or burning,
and I was discovering, naming all the these things:
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.”
― Pablo Neruda 💟
Seasons
“Extinguish my eyes, I'll go on seeing you.
Seal my ears, I'll go on hearing you.
And without feet I can make my way to you,
without a mouth I can swear your name.
👇
Break off my arms, I'll take hold of you
with my heart as with a hand.
Stop my heart, and my brain will start to beat.
And if you consume my brain with fire,
I'll feel you burn in every drop of my blood.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke
Sunday, July 19, 2020
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