Then it thundered in me
The rain flooded everything inside
And a sudden heat dried it all out
Something must end in order to start afresh
And it was blinding
The dullness of my memories
For non-existing passages
Those of a beautiful present
That could have been
And it's still deafening
The silence accompanying my
Un-yelled yell, that isn't echoing
That you won't hear
And I'm yet to suffer
Now a desert ravages inside
And I
I must quietly wait in my oasis
For something that starts is always bound to end
Rodrigo Aleixo
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