Distracted...
I see my pale face
On the mirror of my shadow
I draw my thin coat
With the colors of black clouds...
Then I sit facing the sea
And rave...
I listen to my wounded body
Moaning from the loneliness of the soul
Shrinking the distances
Between the whiteness of the waves
And the cry of birth...
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