I woke up stronger than ever.
Driven by big waves of fire.
To run and yell all the way.
Nothing can hurt me today.
There’s a magic inside.
Just waiting to burst out.
The world is a goldmine.
That will melt tomorrow.
I just can’t recognize myself.
Tears of joy run all over my face.
My sensations reach the limit.
Nothing can hurt me today.
There’s a magin inside.
Just waiting to burst out.
The world is a goldmine.
That will melt tomorrow.
Living for, living for a thrill…
Just waiting! Just waiting!

sol

A los 10 años encontró refugio de la ciudad de la furia en una máquina de escribir. Más tarde conectaría con la escritura de viajes en un intento de traducir la mirada poética sobre el mundo que la rodea. Desde entonces, se ha alejado y ha vuelto a la poesía como quien vuelve a los brazos del amante: buscando calor.

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