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A verse between stories

Come here my friend friend of this place, what you listen, What you think, here I am going to tell it. A passing story prey to this place, what you call mind, It's what I call home. -------------------------- Delta is my name, say the whispers of the lord of the wind, always getting into matters that do not belong to him ...

Dvsvengador · Fantasia
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Memory

"They are things that he barely managed to understand, they are always ephemeral in my mind, I do not understand the importance they have for people. What's wrong with simply forgetting everything? They say that the past tells us about us, but ... What if I don't remember it? Will I stop being who I am? Will I recognize what I was? If you forget what you are ... will you stop being? yourself?..." These are questions I ask myself on stormy rainy nights.

When the mind is sober and drunk the spirit drowns in melancholy for no apparent reason.

-Dvsvengador