I live thanks to divine benevolence, I am a human being, although that means putting epithets to my volatile essence, I believe in people even though daily paranoia shows that I am naive.
I perpetuate myself through writing and I am reborn when they read me, because it would be an utopia to exist without leaving traces of madness, I am an eternal rebel although the principles I defend die of dehydration in the face of the barbarism of society.
I am a bit of everything and nothing, the result of my experiences and above all this: I am a son, father, husband and friend.
A strong mix of verbal emotions come to mind.
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A powerful piece of art and words as well.