Let’s talk about dreams
And how do you feel about being awake

Some things you can handle
Others you just send them away

It is only light that blinds the vision
it is only dark that gives you the sight

How many talks it takes
How many minds it shakes

Where do we remain
How many things do we refrain

There are things that we carry in this life
All these things we hold within our eyes

Emergency entrance
Stepping into your mind

Between the platforms
We may arrive

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You don’t miss the past.

You look at the past, see fragments, feel fragments.

You don’t miss the past.

You miss yourself now.

You miss the future.

You have been in the past but are wholly only in the future.

You can’t wait to meet your parts.

The past is what you have. The future is what you are.

You haven’t missed anything.

You never missed anything.

You may go back to where you came from.

But the only thing missing is where you are going.



Through the naked trees
I see what man has made
Through the naked trees
I see the man has fade

A heavy delight
it shines its dark
it blinds the vision
and separates the division
unifying the construction
of an end with no conclusion

We are now fully emptied

And if you open the door
And if you go outside
Where all the stars shine
Where all the tears are
You may see
the roots of the tree

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Adriana Vernalha

A Human Exploring Her Creative Nature. Sometimes in Portuguese Sometimes in English @adrianavernalha