Poesia(em ingles, poetry!)

"20 to 40

I was twenty, now fourty

The game of life rolled critical misses

Nothing had a purpose

But in the end, I have found what I needed

With great luck

Did not lose my life, or worse

Chased my dream, formed my group

But not in the physical world

I could just say I found God

Or that I got rid of the devil

Every little step has a meaning

The safety and the infinity of our souls"

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New entry at poetry.com. My old account did not exist anymore. But I still have the two letters the site mailed me with my poetry in them! I was very sad. It was a sad life. But not anymore. It was like having an elephant removed from the top of me. Not just the weight. Confusion and suffering. It was so dangerous. Things have changed for the better.

I will put my two old poems here sometime in the future.